"Xiaojiu's favorite." Xiao Qiao quickly retorted, suddenly angry, "What do you mean, is there anything wrong with this kind of poetry?"
"I didn't say much."
"Get lost, get lost, I need to think about how to write a love letter to the Lieutenant Commander, don't disturb me."
Bai Ye laughed, "There are tons online, just copy one."
"You're really smart."
Xiao Qiao's eyes lit up, suddenly thinking Bai Ye was right, there are plenty online, as much as she wants, the Lieutenant Commander shouldn't mind if she copies it, so she happily decided.
Love letter!
Bai Ye calmly left, hiding his achievements and reputation.
