Su Shengling said, Luoluo, he is not your cup of tea.
I'm crazy, Su Shengling, I didn't expect you to be quite good at metaphors. But how can you be sure that Luo Zichen will not be moved by my thousand-year husband stone. You can't see me well.
The first time I saw him, there were so many inexplicable emotions in his eyes, deep and quiet hidden in his pupils. In the end, she just stretched out her hand with a smile and said to me, Miss Luo, I have long admired your name.