Yan Ming looked at the timid person in front of him and gave a couple of mocking laughs. “You like me, don’t you?”
“Huh?” Yang Guang didn’t understand at first. He suddenly looked up, eyes wide, at the man before him.
That spiteful tone left Yang Guang completely stunned...
He’d thought Yan Ming was a bad-tempered, sharp-tongued schemer, but as they spent more time together, Yang Guang discovered the man’s gentle side.
To Yang Guang, Yan Ming was like the sun: dazzling and scorching, yet impossible to resist!
To Yan Ming, Yang Guang was like a rabbit: warm and adorable, and someone he wanted for himself!
A brainless little sweet article, suitable for treasures who can't take a knife [sneaky laugh][sneaky smile]