Summer Light Spreads over the Old Green Plum Trees

Who is the stand-in? (Author: I like both male protagonists...) (It is recommended to read from the back. I will delete and revise the previous articles one after another, so I will write them briefly...) During the school anniversary event, the little white fox Jiang Xia was caught in a dilemma when she saw Shen Shen kneeling on one knee and Jiang Yan holding her in her arms... Scene one: The cold mist spread over the ankles, and the shimmering light blurred and intertwined the two figures. He is dressed in a wolf sculpture, with matte fabrics that fit his tall and tall figure. The black wolf fur on his shoulders and clothes hangs down, losing his sharpness and remaining gentle. The silver wolf head pendant around his neck rests lightly on his collarbone, and the unruliness of the spiked silver earrings on his left ear is obscured by humility. She was dressed in a little white fox costume, with an edelm skirt that touched her ankles lightly. Her fox ears were floppy and red, and the tip of her tail was stained with fine silver powder. She was a little timid when she wrapped herself around his calf. Shen Shen knelt on one knee, bowed her back slightly, and gently grasped the soft velvet with her sharp-jointed fingertips. She was so gentle that she didn't dare to use force. It was all a slave's reverence for his master. He raised his eyes and stared, his eyelashes trembling slightly. There was only surrender and piety in his eyes, without any possessiveness. His thin lips parted slightly, and the final words were wrapped in extreme obedience: "Wow... My master." I am willing to be your slave, your little dog, and I am willing to surrender. Ambiguity and humility are intertwined in the dark shadow and cold mist. Scene two: The warm light shredded on the black material of Jiang Yan's vampire dress, and the dignity of Jiang Yan's vampire dress was wrapped in a suffocating control. The shoulder line of the black tuxedo was as sharp as a blade, and the silver buckle and cross choker had a cold sheen. The cold white slender fingertips clasped her slender neck with precise and unbreakable force. The thumb gently rubbed the skin on the side of her neck, declaring all her strength. She was dressed in a velvet fox costume, her fox ears twitched slightly due to heartbeat, and the tip of her tail was lightly rubbed with silver powder, showing a certain dependence, like a tamed little beast. He leaned over and held her tightly in his arms, his breath carrying the cold rosin, and he lowered his head to the side of her red neck. His thin lips covered her with a slightly cool touch, and the kiss was restrained but full of absolute possession. His eyes were full of doting and control that could not be dissolved: "My little fox can only be mine." ... Three years later. The cold skylight fell on the solemn military camp. His dark military uniform outlined his neat lines of broad shoulders and narrow waist. His epaulettes were sharp and cold, making him look like a young general in awe of everyone. He is dressed in formal attire, cold and solemn, with a cold texture, his eyebrows and eyes are covered with the frost of alienation from military service all year round, and his whole body is full of iron-blooded ferocity. She broke into the tough world in a fluffy snow-white fox outfit. The soft velvet skirt swayed slightly, the fox ears were pink and trembling, and the silver powder on the tip of her tail fell lightly. She was weak and well-behaved, and was incompatible with this cold, hard and solemn place. The officer who had a cold expression and a formidable aura just now suddenly collapsed in his cold aura. Jingyu's figure stiffened slightly, all the sharp edges all over his body were restrained, the tips of his cold white ears were instantly soaked in crimson, and he even breathed subconsciously slower. He lowered his slender fingertips covered with thin calluses that had been holding a gun for many years, and hung them in mid-air restrainedly, not daring to touch them at all, for fear that he would be full of weathered and violent aura and stain her pure white body. He leaned forward slightly, losing all the sharp pride of a soldier. His eyes revealed the humility and sincerity that had been hidden for several years. His voice was low and hoarse, restrained and soft, completely breaking all of his iron-blooded and cold-hearted persona: "Sister." A cold-faced officer with great military exploits and never bowing his head, but in front of her, he was willing to take off all the edge of his armor. He believed that he was born in a muddy family and was covered in dust. He would never dare to overstep even a little bit. He only dared to look up from a distance and guard silently. Purpose: Taking the magnolia token as a guide, it focuses on the two-way protection of Jiang Yan and Jiang Xia's childhood sweethearts, interpreting the pure love of youth with companionship as the background and firm pursuit, hiding the tenderness and determination accumulated over time.