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Marriage first, love later, strangers
"Spring is here again." Wen Xiao's eyes were soft, looking at the green branches in front of him.
Lin Zhimian looked over and agreed, "Yeah."
Wen Xiao sighed softly, turned around and held the person who didn't know the taste: "I mean it's spring again, do you like me more?"
Zhimian's heart seemed to have skipped a beat at this moment. She reacted quickly, wrapped her hands around his neck, shook him left and right with a smile in her eyes: "Not just a little, but a lot."
"Then I am honored to receive a lot of love from Ms. Lin."
"Yes." After saying that, Zhimian pecked his cheek gently and saw the lipstick imprinted on the cold white skin. She declared with satisfaction: "As a reward, you are mine."
Purpose: Cherish all the gifts of fate in the world
