He Yimeng didn't agree with the suggestion of making peace with a big bang and hung up the phone.
Li Peifeng knew she would definitely stir up trouble again, but he didn't mind.
"I don't care if shadows lean when my body is crooked, I've survived worse scenarios, what can you do to me?!"
After lunch, he went back to writing.
Li Peifeng had made up his mind, the most urgent task at hand was writing books, and everything else had to make way for it.
"No pain, no gain," he thought.
Spending an hour kissing a girl can't surpass spending that time writing three thousand more words on the computer.
All success is hard-won, if you want to stand firm, you must work ruthlessly!
"Sunflower Manual" preface: "To practice this skill, you must first castrate yourself."
