Li Xiaoqiang felt that the phrase perfectly matched his current situation.
"I am the wind, I am the sand!"
On the road, he had no idea how he had driven his car to the apartment building on a whim. After parking, Li Xiaoqiang carried two bottles of coconut juice and hurried up the stairs.
So frustrated, so frustrated!
Is it easy for me? Aren't I just pretending to be someone's boyfriend?
Li Xiaoqiang reached the door, knocked, and Zhao Xiaoyan opened it. He approached her parents saying, "Uncle, Auntie, I'm sorry for being late. I ran into some trouble on the way."
"It's alright," both of them nodded and said.
See, the thing about people is, if you're capable, everything is smooth. Can you believe how forgiving and open-minded they are, not holding it against me?
Then everyone resumed eating and drinking, and, finally, the meal came to an end. Li Xiaoqiang felt every cell in his body trembling.
Li Xiaoqiang took the opportunity to come up with an excuse to take his leave.
