Just one glance at Chu Yi caused ripples in Jiang Jiuzhou's heart, and later the traces became deeper and deeper.
"Jiang Jiuzhou, they all say you are cold and cold, how come I never feel it?"
"They are not you."
"When did you like me?" Chu Yi raised his head and looked into his eyes.
Jiang Jiuzhou closed his eyes in panic and held her in his arms. "First look."
Jiang Jiuzhou has a crush on and secretly pursues the first grader, but the first grader's reaction is slow and sweet.
Intention: youth