The story of the angel in white and the cool special policeman seemed to be Wang Xiao's love at first sight, but little did he know that Li Xiao had already fallen in love with her, similar to the story of the journey from campus to wedding dress. Excerpt: Two people were looking at photos of Li Xiao when he was a child. Wang Xiao said, "You were quite cute when you were a child!" "Am I not cute now?" "No, no, no, it's the same." "I suddenly remembered," Li Xiao's eyes turned, "something happened when I was a child." "You said. "My mother took me out to play once, and then she said..." "What? Be louder." "She said... Marry me, and I will tell you if you marry me." "I'll just ask my mother if I want to marry you," Wang Xiao rolled his eyes, and suddenly realized that what he just said was wrong. "I..." "I understand, okay, okay, Mom has called me, do you still want Mrs. Li to listen?" "Are you Mrs. Li? Get out!" She was angry, feeling that she was being tricked, and turned around to leave, as if she had to run away. But who would have expected, Li Xiao stretched out his hand and hooked her back as if in anticipation. "What? I agreed to be Mrs. Li, only to regret it in a few seconds? Still want to run away?" He spoke into her neck, his voice was lazy and playful, and all the warm and manly breath sprayed on her neck, like feathers caressing the place back and forth, until it tickled her heart. She was already ticklish, and this was an unbearable itch. "I don't have... Stay away... Your hands! What are you doing..."
Concept: Like is like holding a piece of candy in your warm hands. If it is too loose, you are afraid of falling; if it is too tight, you are afraid of melting. I thought that staying away was the best state, but as everyone knows, liking is an extreme, and the hardest thing to say is the middle.