Zhao Xiaoyan frowned and thought for a while: "love Love is two people together, happy

Mao Li shook his head and said, "it's a friend, not love."

"Oh, then..." Zhao Xiaoyan pouted and thought for a while. Finally, she said, "Oh, why are you so troublesome! Love is love! If it can be said, is it called love? "

Mao Li chuckled and said: "the original words of your sentence should be: secret is secret, if you say it, it's not secret. Miss, you don't want to change your concept. OK, you don't mean to ignore your mother for love? Why can't you even understand the definition of love? "...