The first time he saw Lin Jianwei, a poem almost instantly appeared in He Jinyan's mind, which had always been incompatible with ancient poetry: "The eyebrows are as light as autumn water, and the jade skin is accompanied by the breeze."
However, when he stood there blankly, staring at the beauty with a slightly blushing face, looking forward to meeting her, the next day, the image of the beauty in the poem disappeared instantly.
He Jinyan, who has always claimed to be a straight man, never expected that since he was born, the person who best suited his aesthetics would actually be a boy.
Disillusioned with the image of the goddess, He Jinyan began to target Lin Jianwei secretly, but he couldn't help but blush at Lin Jianwei, who was completely in his aesthetic point.
As time went by, the girls in the class who were originally struggling with how to maintain the unity of the class began to silently bump into each other.
Purpose: My ideal type is you