On a sunny afternoon, Xia Cailin once leaned on that warm chest, raised the corners of her beautiful lips, and shouted: You seemed to have taken advantage of the situation at that time.
But the man she leaned on just kissed the corner of her mouth and said calmly: Yes. However, I have been preparing and waiting for seven years to take advantage of this moment.
I think that if you really like it, it doesn't matter time. Time will only precipitate a more pure love, waiting for the momentary volcanic eruption, like the setting sun breaking through the dead silence of the sky.