Ming Yulong's mind immediately burst out of a certain cat that he saw on the Internet, about the criteria for choosing a husband for modern women-

Four hundred eighteen.

One hundred and eighty millimeters, one hundred and eighty centimeters, one hundred and eighty square meters, one hundred and eighty minutes.

She glanced uncontrollably at someone's part, and suddenly felt that she was too evil. As a fourteen-year-old Lori, shouldn't she only know how to study hard every day?

In her pondering, a voice came directly from someone's ear, "What standard are you?" ”

"What standard?" Ming Yulong spoke casually.

Rong Yi looked at her muttering to herself What a hundred and eighteen, one hundred and eighteen, those millimeters, centimeters, square meters, minutes, he had never heard of them, and his tone was slightly suspicious,

"You're not saying it's 180 millimeters, 180 centimeters, 180 square meters, 180 minutes. These words are too new, can you help me explain what they mean, and by the way, to check whether I meet the standards? ”

Ming Yulong glanced at Rong Yi's beautiful and sincere phoenix eyes, and turned her head to cover her face.

As a traverser, when he heard Rong Yi make such a request, although he didn't understand the meaning of it, he still felt so evil.

Check it out for him or something, is it really appropriate?

"Long'er?" Rong Yi saw her suddenly turn her head, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she shouted softly.

Ming Yulong turned his head, restrained the expression on his face, looked at him seriously, lightly voiced, and reluctantly explained:

"These four words mean caring for people, having a tall appearance, having enough income, and, cough, long-lasting single-minded patience."

Rong Yi paused, lifted his thin eyelids in the night, and his long eyelashes and pupils turned into a thick black, "Oh, that's what it means?" ”

"Hmm." Ming Yulong nodded heavily, hypnotizing himself in his heart, this is what he meant, this is what he meant.

Rong Yi took her dodging eyes in her eyes, her eyes seemed to be smiling, and she said in a calm voice:

"Then I must treat Long'er with 180 millimeters and 180 minutes at all times in the future, so that Long'er can't stop, and only likes me in the end."

Ming Yulong burst into tears, her belly was black, you picked these two words too well!

"You can just say care and single-mindedness, you don't have to bother to say eight more words!" Ming Yulong tried to dissuade him from throwing away those two sensitive words.

Rong Yi raised his eyebrows, "I think Long'er's new vocabulary is more sensitive, doesn't Long'er like me to treat you for one hundred and eighty millimeters and one hundred and eighty minutes?" ”

Ming Yulong immediately understood that although this guy didn't know the meaning of these two words, he decisively knew that Lu Dao was not concerned and single-minded, this was teasing her!

What does it mean to be self-inflicted, not to live!

That's her!

Ming Yulong couldn't wait to dig a pit and bury herself, so she trembled her lips and said, "I was wrong, you still don't say these two words in the future." ”

Rong Yi's gaze fell on her tangled face and smiled, "Can that Long'er tell me the true meaning?" Well? ”

Ming Yulong's face suddenly turned red like blood, and he pretended to look up at the sky as if nothing happened, "Don't you think that the moon is particularly round tonight, and the stars are particularly bright, standing in this vast universe, we should talk about life and ideals, so as not to waste such a beautiful scenery?" ”

Those hundred and eighty or something are like clouds that let the wind blow away them.

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Pure children's shoes please Baidu four hundred eight, the evil author floated away, continue to struggle to go to the bird