That year, An Jiujiu was fifteen years old. She climbed a wall to pick roses from a neighbor's house, and got stuck on the top of the wall. She was caught by her owner.
"Uh... That... Pretty brother, do you think this rose blooms beautifully? Can I give it to you?"
The beautiful brother looked indifferent and brought her a ladder.
Five years later…
"Jiang Yanzhi, do you think this rose looks good?"
"Call me brother and I will buy it for you."
"Can I call you husband?"
Jiang Yanzhi's ears immediately turned pink, and he held An for a long time.
Little ears
Intention: Love is inherently entangled