On a summer afternoon, Ye Qingqing broke into his heart like a touch of warm color. From then on, he was burdened with all kinds of inexplicable blame that he should not bear at this age. He really wanted to say, Ye Qingqing, you are enough. This is really an extraordinary little green plum. His eyes probably twitched when he saw her in his previous life. Otherwise, why is it so annoying in this life?
Concept: Ordinary and warm love