Yu Yinxing will always remember the first time he met Han Jing. He was wearing a uniform, holding a TT, holding it against his ear, and asked ambiguously: "Are you going to make a date?" Yu Yinxing remembered that he nodded, his heart beating like thunder.
The affectionate attack of a foreign slut vs the arrogant and poisonous tongue of a clean freak
Intention: Wait