Daily Love Life with Mr. Tim Drake

Question: How to catch the Little Red Bird? Sylph: Laxative, childhood sweetheart, naturally. "Miss Sharp." Hearing the familiar and clear male voice, she subconsciously turned around and met those clear blue eyes. ——It's Tim. Someone is wearing a well-tailored suit today. Every button is fastened according to etiquette. The slim suit vest is held up by the beautiful collarbone. Under the serious shirt, there are faint muscle lines. The bangs in front of his forehead were all combed up at this time, making his whole person mature and sharp, a little strange. Whenever this happens, Sylph will sigh: Ah, time flies so fast. She and this guy have grown so big. Although the title is slightly distant, the last name that is pushed out by the breath is inexplicably affectionate. And no matter how calm and capable he became, making people stay away from him, Sylph would always feel that the eyes under the black hair were gentle and cunning when looking at her, revealing some intimate secrets and an unspoken understanding. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.