An Ran with a smile

When she was 17 years old, she met that shining young man. He lowered his head, and said with a smile on his delicate brows: "Smile Anran, we are made for each other." The girl frowned and said, "Your official spouse It’s not me, how do you break it?” The young man’s cold voice replied flatly: “Small it.” This article is my YY Yang Yang version of the master’s work, so don’t spray it if you don’t like it.