Hong Kong Love Generation

Résumé du livre

Love is like tear gas, causing more harm than you imagine.

At that time, he never imagined that he was so close to love and tear gas.

Why on earth would I do such a thing?
"You must help her. I have never seen a woman cry so hard. I now believe that women are made of water, just like she will cry herself out." The charterer Yan Tai held his wrist tightly. .

"That man really hurt her so deeply . " Yan Tai continued to mutter to herself.
He was too embarrassed to argue and let his hands be manipulated by Yan Tai like a towel . He regarded Mrs. Yan as his second mother . Just because the rent had not been raised for so many years, he should have cried with gratitude.

"Mrs. Yan, I don't quite understand what you said."