In Guan Shen's eyes, An An always seemed to be staring at him with eyes full of love and restraint, and kept mumbling in her mouth, which was very cute.
He held an umbrella and walked over. Squat down slightly. The umbrella tilted slightly. It just covered An An, while his shoulders were exposed and wet. The rain ran down his shoulders and circled at the corners of his clothes. There was a slight wind and rain and it was a bit cold.
"How long do I have to stay here?"
A familiar voice with a touch of warmth in its indifference. "Guan Shen"
That was the first time she called her name. The eyes were as red as a little rabbit, and there were crystal tears hanging on the eyelashes. The pitiful look is touching.
"Umbrella"
Deep peace (love) you.
Intention: May the world have a soft spot for love