Nan Zhixiao lowered his head and chuckled, "Yu Liao, do you know that you look a lot like the same thing?"
This really stumped Yu Liao, because no one had said what he looked like. He shook his head and asked in confusion: "What?"
"Honey."
"Why?"
"Let me smell your fragrance in just one second. It's very sweet and attractive."
"Then do you want to try it?"
Intention: love at first sight
