While riding in the car, Jian Linqiu looked at his hands in trance. She Jifeng asked him: "Do my hands look good?"
He nodded, and then the man stretched out his hand for him to touch. Jian Linqiu didn't know whether to advance or retreat.
"You won't suffer any loss if I touch you, so why bother?"
He reached out and touched it. Although the skin was not as delicate and soft as his own, it gradually became warm.
But that's not what She Jifeng thought of.
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Once, he asked him "Do you like me?"
Jian Linqiu blushed, shook her head and said no.
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"Stop crying."
This actually made him want to bully him into marking him completely.
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A gentleman in front of others and a gangster in the back
Shy cat with social phobia suffers
Concept: Their romance started with sending flowers