Gu Jia'an looked at Chen Hui with stars in his eyes: "Actually, so many of the heroines in my works are not my type. Haven't you always wanted to know my type?" Gu Jia'an suddenly hugged the girl and said, "I like you. That's right, kid." As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Hui's face turned red, her cheeks couldn't help but feel hot, but the corners of her mouth were raised like a crescent moon. She buried her head in Gu Jia'an's arms and said softly, "I like you too."
Concept: sweet love