It doesn't matter, I still have it.

Behind these seemingly plain six words, there is confidence in winning.

It made Zheng Youyun's pressure double instantly.

Although she tried to use her cuteness to get through the level of tricks, she denied Wang Shifeng's two love words attacks.

But she knew that her heart, which was resistant to men and even disgusted, was truly touched.

The previous love words similar to jokes touched her.

The almost rogue love words afterwards touched her from psychological to physiological.

She has been a host for so many years and has never thought that language can have such great power.

So when Zheng Youyun heard that Wang Shifeng had a second move, she felt a little weak in her knees.

Oh my God, what kind of monster is this?

Funny, humorous, straight man, scumbag, affectionate, and rogue, many complex and multifaceted qualities that make people always surprise.

Zheng Youyun felt that she was really a little overwhelmed.

"Then, it's still from the meeting. Are you ready?" Wang Shifeng's voice was gentle and smiled.

Prepare? I'll prepare a hammer!

Zheng Youyun felt nervous when she heard this, and felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.

"When you first met, you made me feel that you were in this messy world, and you were clean and could hang in my heart, as the sun and the moon, your eyes were like galaxies that never set, and your breath seemed to be fascinating by the waves and winds." Wang Shifeng spoke happily and sounded the horn of attack.

The two live broadcast rooms have a total of nearly 800,000 viewers, all of whom sit quietly to see what other love words Wang Shifeng can say.

Zheng Youyun was even more nervous when she was facing a great enemy.

"I began to be glad that I met you among the millions of people, even if I spent all my luck, I would be happy."

"If you ask me what I like you, I was speechless for a moment and couldn't say why I like you, but I clearly understand that you are the reason why I don't like others. I like you, just like the cat in the south alley, unrestrained, and like the stone bridge in the north city, extremely ancient."

"Your face is really annoying. If I take a look at it, I will have a higher risk of crime."

"When you come, the winter solstice, but the wind stops, and I speak a little later. I understand that I am probably intimate with the tree in my heart, and the pavilion is as bright as yours."

"You should be a dream, I should be a gust of wind."

A touching love words were spoken from Wang Shifeng's mouth, enjoying the silkyness in the live broadcast room, and everyone was immersed in the love depicted by his gentle voice. I don't know how many people unconsciously raised their lips and smiled.

Love is something that everyone yearns for, and love words are the most powerful form of love.

What's even more terrifying is that every word Wang Shifeng is like a beating note, uncontrollably drilling into everyone's ears.

Until Wang Shifeng finally chuckled and said, "I love you, start with me, and end with you."

It was like a thunder sound on the ground, shaking in the live broadcast room.

Oh my God, these sentences really start with ‘I’, followed by ‘you’.

Didn’t Teacher Wang write another poem?

‘Kneel down. If the Chinese teacher is of the standard when I was in school, I will kneel down to take Chinese classes every day.’

‘What kind of immortal is Teacher Wang? Such affectionate and gentle love words are just open. Sure enough! He still said he is not a scumbag.’

‘Good guy, my face turned red by a man... If it were Teacher Wang, I wouldn’t have to be stuck in my gender when choosing a spouse.’

‘Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

‘Fuck, I miss her…’

‘You just care about Niu Bi, I will explain it there.’

Like the restless audience in the barrage, Zheng Youyun was trembling. As a literary young woman, her love and sense of love for words is beyond doubt. She knew that Wang Shifenghui had a special form of poetry.

But she didn't expect that Wang Shifeng could do it at will!

Especially the last sentence, although there are only eight words, it shocked her.

Is this man graduated from the Chinese department?

"Sister Youyun, what do you think of such love words? " Wang Shifeng looked at Zheng Youyun who was subconsciously opening his mouth on the screen and asked with a smile.

Just a little girl, can’t deal with you anymore?

"It's... OK." Zheng Youyun gritted her teeth and nodded with a stiff expression. "Teacher Wang's literary talent is indeed good, but it's almost interesting."

She could only pinch her thighs tightly, so that the pain could keep her rational and make the final resistance.

Compared with Wang Shifeng, the love words he has said for three years are probably not even nonsense.

This is not a rank at all.

Isn’t this bullying?

"Don't worry, it's just the top of me when I first met you, and there's still behind me." Wang Shifeng laughed softly.

It's just the first time I met???

Then shouldn't it be so sweet that it's insulin injection?

Before Wang Shifeng could speak, many viewers were already excited and had goose bumps all over their bodies.

Zheng Youyun felt that she had some stress reaction to the four words "There is still there".

"I tried to pursue you, and sent you ten messages. You replied to me and gave me a final conclusion. I gave me a summary of what I said. You are so detailed. I like you more."

"You think slowly, miss my village, the shops I open, the chain shops I open, and even the street stalls I set up."

"You slapped me without hesitation, but I asked you worriedly why your hands were so cold."

"I know my problem and will never be violated again. In the future, if you walk on your single-plank bridge, I will support the bridge below. You must be careful when you cross the bridge~"

"If you ignore me today, tomorrow I... will come to you!"

"My friends know that I've been pestering you all the time. They told me not to continue, otherwise I would break my legs and scare me to death. Fortunately, I didn't break my hands, otherwise I wouldn't be able to send you a message."

Wang Shifeng's tone and style suddenly changed, as if he had changed from a mature and steady man to a funny and naughty boy, each sentence with too strong happiness and expectation.

The audience in the live broadcast room were infected by this happiness and expectation. They didn’t smile even harder on the corners of their mouths, and even ignored the content of these love words, which was a bit humble.

Zheng Youyun raised the corners of her mouth unconsciously, because she didn't expect that Wang Shifeng would suddenly change his style and make these love words too cute and enthusiastic, which made her unable to withstand it.

After all, she is still a girl, and her love for cute things will inevitably be flooded.

But her feelings were more sensitive, and she noticed that these love words were a little licked.

Unexpectedly, you, Teacher Wang, who has thick eyebrows and big eyes, will lick it too!

But it is reasonable. After all, in a romantic relationship, the one who takes the initiative is always a bit humble.

"Actually, I know that we cannot be together, just like love rises with the wind, but the wind stops and the intention is hard to calm down." Wang Shifeng's tone suddenly changed, and the joy and naughty voice turned into hoarseness and depression.

It was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's hearts.

Very heavy and boring.

Some of the emotional audience even had their eyes red and their noses sore.

"I thought I wouldn't look at the moon or say I miss you. The moon and you would be kept in the dark." Wang Shifeng murmured as if he was muttering to himself:

"But, I still like you."

"Like rain falls on the tropics and polar regions, and it travels thousands of miles."

"It's like a whale sinking into the seabed and breathing gently, extremely terrified."

"It's like clouds wandering for 90,000 miles without rest."

"It's like the wind has walked eight thousand miles, no matter how long it takes to return."

"The willows are moving, the cicadas are chirping, and the sun is setting day and night, and I can't help myself."

......

Don’t be afraid that scumbags are educated, just scumbags say love words!

Bengbu is not enough, so Iron juice!
Chapter completed!