Spread a Piece of White Peach Cream

At the beginning of June, that summer with the smell of citrus, the boy was full of vigor and transferred to Class 9, the first year of high school. As soon as he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of her. The slightly drunken sunshine shone on her body, and from then on, the whole summer became extraordinary. The noisy cicadas can't resist the scorching summer sun. The sea-salt soda, the sour green oranges, and the cool mints are all hidden in this throbbing. "I heard... You like white peach cake?" This was the first time Xue Heng took the initiative to ask her questions after their relationship became good. Song Zhitan's hand holding up her hair was stunned for a moment, then she smiled shyly, leaned close to his ear, and whispered softly in the gentle summer wind: "I like it, but I prefer you with the white peach flavor." —— Science basketball doting wife three flowers Xue Heng x sweet and salty love fairy Song Zhitan New campus pure love article "Spread a piece of white peach cream" Please give me your support? Purpose: To convey a positive outlook on love (?)