I can stand the stall and let the courier squeeze me, but you stole my meal and underestimated me, lightning wolf.

I visit myself three times a day. What should I do in the morning? What's for lunch? What do you do at night?

How dare I fall in love with an idiot? Am I worth it? My life is a dry meal. Why do you say that you have to fall in love with the other half for a dry meal?

I admit that I was touched, but dry food matters, so I didn't say anything.

The rice in his hand is warmer than the boy's hand.

Life is bittersweet, and happiness is just dry food.

Dry the food in the canteen thoroughly and let others have nothing to do.

Nothing can't be solved by one meal, and one meal can't be cooked twice!

Nothing can't be solved by a dry meal. If yes, do it twice.