She saw him smiling, and the boy's voice echoed in her ears, "Kiss?"
Lin Zijin didn't answer, his breath was on the tip of his nose, and a soft touch fell on his lips.
She panicked, and at that moment, she finally realized that she was finished.
I don't know when, the young man in front of me has become a part of my heart.
She loves it to death.
Intention: Cherish