"Twilight, hug," Wen Yan coquettishly said in a lazy little voice. Yi Mu walked over and hugged Wen Yan, petting her little head lovingly. "Little fool, are you so obsessed with me?" Wen Yan raised her head and stared at Yi Mu seriously, "I just like you, I like you very much."
"I really want to hold your hand like this and walk through every day and night, every spring, summer, autumn and winter."
Concept: sweet love