Zhou Yu shook his head, shook off the thoughts in his head, and concealed it: "It's not mine anyway."
As if aware of the strong gaze, Crush turned his head, his face half sunk in the shadows, his facial lines were soft, his eyes were bright, and he was gentle and easy to get along with.
Their eyes met for a second, then Zhou Yu shifted his gaze.
It seems like... It could be mine.
Crush is a puppy.
The puppy loves you, but the puppy doesn't say it.
Purpose: Fight for everything and never regret it