Wen Congqian took a photo of Yu Wang, and the two became entangled from then on. Yu Wang smiled: "School girl, how are you going to solve this matter?" Wen Congqian bit his lower lip: "I'll pay you." Yu Wang: "Are you rich?" Wen Congqian: "I don't..." Yu Wang: "Then why do you always think of solving it with money." Wen Congqian: "Because I have no money..." The corners of Yu Wang's mouth rose, and there was a different light in his eyes. Yu Wang: "Don't think that I will let you go. You'd better be ready at all times. I will come to trouble you." Wen Congqian: "I have a question." Yu Wang: "Say." Wen Congqian: "Is there something wrong with you?" Yu Wang: "..." Wen Congqian: "Why else? Why did his face change so quickly? "... The "lava iceberg man" who has a bright face but is dark and good at pretending x the "cold-faced cotton girl" who is actually at a loss but still as calm as water and clenches her teeth.
Concept: The temperature of love lingers from fingertips to fingertips