Asahina: Miss Sakuraya, you look so familiar.
Fujiwara lifted up his long hair and twisted it around, winking at him: Oh? Then who do you think I look like? Is this Asahina-kun your sweetheart?
Asahina hesitated for a moment, then her face suddenly turned red: Yes... Ah no, you and Fujiwara-kun are somewhat similar. It's not my sweetheart, please don't misunderstand Miss Sakuraya (shy and embarrassed)
Fujiwara put his fingertips on his red lips: It doesn't matter, I will keep it a secret for you (hehe).
The story of a cross-dressing boss who dares to be saucy as long as he doesn't fall off his horse, and the Asahina family
Ps: The character design will collapse, and the love and friendship in the works of Lian Bian will belong to them, as well as the pot.
The timeline is one year before the plot begins.
The outline has been changed and the content is temporarily inconsistent. I can't read it yet. I bow.
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