Surprise!!
The god of competition transferred from Xincheng is actually a love brain?!
In the ward, Zhou Lan closed her eyes tightly
What fell before the kiss... Was the warmth on the shoulders
"Zhou Lan, why are you so cruel?"
"..."
On that midsummer night, the blue jacarandas of Wujiang River filled the entire city.
At the age of eighteen, he finally waited for her
Zhou Lan: You can have a better future
Sui Junli: Zhou Lan, you are my future
...
Intention: Work hard! Someone will always come for you!
