What kind of bastard was he like that day?
The young man was half-leaning under the camphor tree, with his neckline wide open and his collarbone extending upward to his Adam's apple. He looked sleepy and had a slight smile. There are sparks on the fingertips and puffs of smoke.
"Classmate Tong, my brother seems to really like you. I will give you a bag of candy in exchange for you and me. Do you want to do it?"
Faced with this rude request, Tong Wangshu naturally refused.
Just ask "Where to do it?"
Concept: Love is not about two incomplete people keeping each other warm. Love should be about two perfect people running towards each other.