Short stories, real-life development, written for fun, there are prototypes, I can't he
When he was eighteen years old, Cheng Xi picked up a neighbor's dumplings downstairs.
The little dumpling is soft and waxy and doesn't like to talk.
Later, Xiaotuanzi gradually grew up, became less clingy and noisy, and his eyes were full of stars and her.
"Good boy, call me sister."
"Sister Cheng Xi..."
He was so obedient that he would give her his life if she asked for it.
Demining: It's not he, it's not he, it's not he
Age difference 16 years 16 years 16 years
Purpose: "Whether it's a boy and a girl, two girls or two boys, as long as they truly love each other, they all deserve blessings."