The cold little white flower faced off against the cold and aloof two hegemons. It was either the prey falling into a trap or the iceberg crashing into the warm sun. It was he who used his fierce aura to protect her all her life.
He worked every step of the way, calculating people's hearts, but he was willing to put aside his edge for her;
She was timid, but she dared to be her truest self in his world.
09, Both black and white, were frightened by the news. Their only wish in this life is to keep Jiang Xiaoyuan, a little white flower, in the palm of their hands, year after year.
Jiang Yuan pulled Ling Jiu's tie towards him, biting his lower lip and smiling.
"Your glass of wine has too much stamina, right?"
Lingjiu grabbed her waist with his backhand and pulled her into his arms. The corner of his mouth raised a pixel,
"Well, after all, you are the only one who goes with the wine."
The man held a cigarette between his fingers, and the scarlet fire flickered out, making the light in his eyes bottomless.
[Cool little white flower x high-cold double tyrants]
The characters in the above clip are all 18 years old. Thank you for liking.
Concept: The flowers remain the same, the people are no longer the same, only lovesickness year after year
