What happened One night

Evalyn 2022-03-23 09:01:54

I'm the whippoorwill that cries at night.

I'm the soft morning breeze that caresses your lovely face.

Love is inexplicable, and on the surface it seems to be indifferent and frosty, but in fact it has already fallen into the net that has been in ambush for a long time.

Warn is the nighthawk who writes in the sleepless nights, the breeze that delivers the news at dawn. As a reporter who spreads news, he can't express his infatuation. Miss Andrew's tearful expression and hazy lighting were so charming.

The plot is vulgar but not spicy, the light comedy is playful, and the sense of CP is also very strong, just knock it!

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It Happened One Night quotes

  • [Peter watches as Ellie dunks her donut]

    Peter Warne: Say, where'd you learn to dunk? In finishing school?

    Ellie Andrews: Aw, now don't you start telling me I shouldn't dunk.

    Peter Warne: Of course you shouldn't - you don't know how to do it. Dunking's an art. Don't let it soak so long. A dip and

    [he stuffs the donut in his mouth]

    Peter Warne: plop, in your mouth. You let it hang there too long, it'll get soft and fall off. It's all a matter of timing. Aw, I oughta write a book about it.

    Ellie Andrews: [laughs] Thanks, professor.

    Peter Warne: Just goes to show you - twenty millions, and you don't know how to dunk.

    Ellie Andrews: Oh, I'd change places with a plumber's daughter any day.

  • [Peter is carrying Ellie across the creek slung over his shoulder]

    Ellie Andrews: You know this is the first time in years I've ridden piggy-back.

    Peter Warne: This isn't piggy-back.

    Ellie Andrews: Course it is.

    Peter Warne: You're crazy.

    Ellie Andrews: I remember distinctly my father taking me for a piggy-back ride.

    Peter Warne: And he carried you like this, I suppose?

    Ellie Andrews: Yes.

    Peter Warne: Your father didn't know beans about piggy-back riding.

    Ellie Andrews: My uncle, mother's brother, has four children and I've seen them ride piggy-back.

    Peter Warne: I'll bet there isn't a good piggy-back rider in your whole family. I never knew a rich man yet who could piggy-back ride.

    Ellie Andrews: You're prejudiced.

    Peter Warne: You show me a good piggy-backer and I'll show you a real human. Now you take Abraham Lincoln for instance. A natural born piggy-backer. Where do you get all of that stuffed-shirt family of yours?

    Ellie Andrews: My father was a great piggy-backer.

    Peter Warne: Here, hold this.

    [Peter hands to Ellie the case he was carrying and slaps her behind for that remark]