In midsummer, the flowers of pure love bloom all over the mountains and plains, and bursts of fragrance permeate the whole body.
"Ye Dingchu, do you like me?"
"I don't like you," I saw his brows furrowed, which made me feel like I wanted to tease him, and the devil was at work. "The person I like, he is very handsome..."
"Do you like me?" He still asked the same question.
"I don't like you," he said with an ugly expression on his face, not wanting to tease him anymore, "but I love you."
The next moment, a charming smile appeared on his gloomy face. He held me in his arms, and kissed my small mouth with his thin and sexy lips, deepening, deepening...
The flowers are blooming more and more enthusiastically, the flowers of love are blooming quietly, the taste of happiness is spreading, has Cupid's arrow shot into your heart? The love that belongs to you has quietly approached, it's better to act than to move.