[Childhood sweethearts + only partial to you + running in both directions + age difference]
"Song Yanjin, I know you like me."
Ye Zhen sat directly on his lap, wrapped her hands around his neck, and locked her eyes tightly with him, refusing to let go of his expression.
Song Yanjin held her waist firmly, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and his eyes were full of inextricable tenderness.
"I know." He spoke softly, with a bit of certainty and endearment, "I also know that Zhen Zhen also likes me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned slightly closer to her, and the tacit understanding and preference that only belonged to childhood sweethearts were fully revealed at this moment.
