Sang Zhaojing was wearing a black short shirt and looked at Qiu Yanci with squinted eyes. The moonlight shone on him, surrounding him, and he stood there neatly, with his eyes bent and a gentle smile, looking at the beautiful young man in front of him in a funny way.
"Hey, Qiu Yanci, isn't this atmosphere quite romantic?
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"Yeah."
"Aren't you going to confess to me?"
"Pfft... I want to confess to you... Hmm?!" Sang Zhaojing kissed his lips without any warning, and his subtle breath filled the air.
Fur! Special! Disgusted! Face! Red! Got it!
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Be grateful
Purpose: Study hard in high school, and it's not too late to go to school or fall in love later.