At that open-air party five years ago, the wind gently blew the willow branches, and it also took away Liang Feng's heart.
"Wanwan"
"Yeah", the girl next to her still looked like she hadn't woken up.
"Wanwan, I love you," Liang Feng whispered in the girl's ear.
"Pah!" The girl slapped Liang Feng on the face. "Where do the mosquitoes come from in winter? They are so noisy." After saying that, the girl turned over and continued to sleep.
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Liang Feng, with a dark face on the side: Oh, what else can I do with the girlfriend I chose, except pamper her!
Concept: sweet love