Soft, soft, marshmallows have a soft, sweet texture. They belong to the era of marshmallows. They have a soft heart like a child, soft cheeks, and a soft texture when bitten. They pull the tail of your shirt and stare at the innocent and pure eyes. The little nose is red from sobbing, and the small mouth is curved upward. It is tender and invites people to take a bite.
This kind of innocence, when people let down their guard, is like a marshmallow. It can always make people find the long-lost touch in the simplest smile.
The era of marshmallows flourishes in the Star Kindergarten in the city center...