Lyrics of private cuisine by Yang Qianyi

Private cuisine

There is no special reason for angina

Because I hold you in my arms

Sweet to complain, strong to gasp

How can you suddenly come back

How can you let it be

You will be too full if you are pestered. If you refuse, you will be hungry

I come from you

It's all up to you

It's my temperament and my facial features

The more I look at you, the more I like you

My happiness and bitterness come from you

Seasoning with indulgence and restraint

Forget to give up acid, how can you be afraid

How to deal with the psychology of circulation

Music

Empty, with sweet care

Extreme use to light governance

Numb to drink, dull to play

I don't want to know why I'm so depressed

The body will take care of itself

I want to satisfy you, but I refuse you

I come from you

It's all up to you

It's my temperament and my facial features

The more I look at you, the more I like you

My happiness and bitterness come from you

Seasoning with indulgence and restraint

Don't forget you, but you are afraid of acid secretion

How to deal with the psychology of circulation

Music

I come from you

It's all up to you

It's my temperament and my facial features

The more I look at you, the more I like you

My happiness and bitterness come from you

Seasoning with indulgence and restraint

Don't forget you, but you are afraid of acid secretion

How to deal with the psychology of circulation

My happiness and bitterness come from you

Seasoning with indulgence and restraint

Don't forget you, but you are afraid of acid secretion

How to deal with the psychology of circulation