Jiang Yanli Quotes

Había una vez un tal Jiang Zhiya, que atravesaba una racha de mala suerte. Si estaba vendiendo harina, soplaba un vendaval; si lo que vendía era carbón, el invierno venía suave; si alzaba la cabeza para lanzar sus lamentos al cielo, le caía en plena boca una cagada de pájaro.

One was like a red rose, and the other was like a white rose. He liked both, but his vanity made him choose the red rose at that time. However, during the years with the red rose, he had never forgotten the white rose. After a long time, he got tired of the red rose, so the red rose became mosquito blood, and the white rose became the white moonlight, which made him yearn, and she was more suitable for a wife than the red rose. This was the answer, but there was no way to tell the truth to Jiang Qi.

If one’s mood can be embodied, at this moment, countless tangled black lines would have emerged above Jiang Ting’s head. But he was helpless and couldn’t break free from the toilet partition and the fierce arms of Unit Deputy Yan. He could only stand there with a straight face, while Yan Xie rubbed his temples and ears, laughing softly and coaxing: “Don’t be angry, don’t be angry. I won’t be on duty tonight, I will take you to eat delicious food when we say to take you to eat delicious food, hahahahaha–—