Mu Chenchen thinks that it is very unreliable for a woman to chase a man with a veil.
"You know, I have always liked you, and now, I want you to know that even if you refuse, I will bless you."
"Sorry."
"..."
Fortunately, this was a previous life.
The fleshy little hands habitually grasped someone's big, well-jointed hands.
"You're just relying on me to like you! What's the big deal!"
Let go in anger.
"It's amazing because I love you."
The hand speed for playing basketball is indeed extraordinary. His slightly cold fingers grasped the wrist that had just left, and then slid down to interlock their fingers.
In this life... It's a long story, but it turns out you are like this.