He and she didn't fall in love at first sight, but they still missed her for many years.
Later, Li Muzhi got drunk, with a faint mist in his eyes, looking like a pitiful puppy.
He wrapped his hands around Su Le's slender waist, buried his head in her arms, and asked her in a hoarse and dull voice.
"Don't you like me anymore?"
Her body tensed, wondering what was wrong with him.
Then, the person who hugged him tightly and refused to let go suddenly said something again in a low voice.
"If you look for him, I'll be jealous."
Su Le laughed, and the soft touch touched her palm. She suddenly retracted her hand, causing a tingling sensation.
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The love in someone's heart has already grown wantonly, just like the unstoppable midsummer, coming as promised.
A very good novel