"I just don't know what to say. Thank you. I like my heartbroken wooden horse. Unfortunately, it would be great if I saw you personally."
It wasn't until the hot air of the instant noodles flew straight in front of him that An Ran took a bite. It was strange, and when he saw the news of Mr. Luo, he was inexplicably happy.
Today's instant noodles were also so delicious. What was even more strange was that they could feel a sense of gratuitous intimacy through the screen.
"An Ran, although I haven't met you, I feel like you' re a good girl. If you're unhappy, you must tell me."
The greeting of a stranger was very warm in the empty room.
"Mr. Luo, you can tell me if you're unhappy." It was not just a perfunctory greeting, but a sincere greeting.
After chatting a few times, Mr. Luo found
