Shen Ran grabbed Ran Ran who stood up and left.
"Don't even think about breaking out of my arms."
Ran Ran smiled proudly.
Shen Ran kissed Ran Ran's lips domineeringly.
That year, they were 19 years old, in their prime, and at the right time.
In the airport, Shen Ran looked around anxiously, his eyes constantly searching.
Finally, the familiar figure stopped there.
Shen Ran quickly caught up with her and hugged her directly,
"Why, you still want to escape from this young master, don't even think about it."
That year, they were 30 years old, gentle and calm, and the years were quiet.