Maimai nodded, stretched out her hand on the way back, and Gu ZhiSheng asked with a look: "What?"
"Where's that bracelet you just gave me?" If it symbolizes eternal love, she genuinely likes it.
Sheng Sheng lightly patted her hand: "Didn't you say you didn't like it?"
"I've changed my mind, I like it now, hurry up and give it to me." Maimai said.
"I threw it in the trash." Sheng Sheng pointed to the exquisite trash can nearby, and Maimai immediately squatted down to fetch it. Sheng Sheng was shocked and pulled her hand, "What are you doing?"
"Fetching it." Isn't it obvious enough what she's doing?
Sheng Sheng frowned at her words: "It's dirty."
"I don't have a cleanliness obsession." As long as it's something good, she wants it.
If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have rejected it. Of course, she keeps things with good meanings.
