Yesterday I posted about the mustard flower field and today about the king of the mustard field. π I told him, think, I'm your new girlfriend, propose me with a bunch mustard flower I'll accept if you can give a beautiful smile. He laugh and laugh harder before giving me a bunch of mustard flower π Then then he give me a bunch of mustard flower and told me "I love you brother"
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He is an angel, not a boy. He is wonderful. I wish him all the best and happiness.