Everyone knows that Zhou Bai is a weakling.
Someone wanted to bully her, but before the slap was lifted, her tears fell to the ground.
As time went by, no one came to trouble her anymore. After all, it was pointless to torture such a timid person.
Until Ji Ying appeared, she was like a bone that had been blunted and could only be cooked in a boiling casserole.
Concept: Love has thousands of forms