Small theater
Mu Ziyang: Meeting you was unexpected, and falling in love with you was something I had planned for a long time.
Gu Yan: Don't say that, it will make people blush.
Mu Ziyang: Gu Yan, I like you, I like you very much. Do you like me?
Gu Yan: Oops! The porridge is mushy.
Forcefully find a lame excuse and run away. I was just afraid of seeing his fiery eyes. After turning around, he said: I like you too, I like you very much.
His face turned red. . .
Intention: It's not easy to meet me, please don't let go of my hand.