Qin Yu thought that he probably didn't like liveliness very much. He was used to being deserted and dull. Qin Yu thought that he probably didn't like summer either. The cicadas were too noisy and the voices of people were too noisy. The scorching sun at noon shone on his face, so bright that he had to open his eyes.
He was used to waking up at night, always like this, and Jiang Yiran's appearance caused an accident.
He was noisy, noisy, and nervous. He was such a person that Qin Yan would avoid even breathing, but he was also such a person who always used fool's tricks inadvertently to make him unable to look away from him.
The morning air, even in August, does not make people unbearably hot.
"Ah, why is it already dawn?"
"Good morning, Master Jiang. Congratulations on your achievement in life. Do you need me to applaud you?"
"No~ Then if I go back to catch up on my sleep and wake up at noon, would it be too late?"
"No."
The eye-catching light in midsummer always comes at just the right time.
Intention: Youth, wanton and frivolous.