"Chun Zhi." Li Qianhe held her slender white wrist with his long slender hands. His beautiful light brown eyes were full of indescribable affection and tenderness. He looked at Chun Zhi and made his heart soften.
He pressed the side of his face against Chun Zhi's thin wrist, which was slightly cool, but his cheeks were so hot that he felt a little embarrassed. This was the most he dared to do.
Xiang Chunzhi listened to his musings and looked down at him. She still remembered that Li Qianhe had just gently pushed him to the corner of the abandoned gymnasium. The gloomy boy back then had a soft expression on his face, like a furry silvery layer scratching an itch with his claws. "Why did you call me?"
"Chun Zhi, I..." Li Qianhe's face became even hotter when he thought of the feelings that were about to come out and could no longer be suppressed. His cheeks were very hot and red, and only his eyes were still a little clear. What was left was a light touch on the back of Chun Zhi's cold hand, which brought a slight coolness.
Li Qianhe seemed to be turned on by this touch, and his face became even redder, like a cooked red shrimp. He spoke loudly in a series of words, like a running locomotive spraying steam. In the empty gymnasium, he loudly expressed his feelings. He had rehearsed privately for a long time, but during the formal confession, his tongues fought with each other, and he stumbled to the low level. Looking at his Chunzhi, "Chunzhi, I like you! I like you very much! I, Li Qianhe, have liked you Xiang Chunzhi for a long time. It was love at first sight! From that rainy day, from the moment you came to my side and held up an umbrella for me, from the time you looked at me in your eyes, from the time when the small puddle on the ground rippled, I, Li Qianhe, have loved you Xiang Chunzhi the most!"
Xiang Chunzhi looked at him with tenderness in her eyes and a calm face. She held the young man squatting in front of her with her backhand, keeping the distance close. Looking at Li Qianhe who was sincerely confessing, he gently leaned over and faced the nervous Li Qianhe. He pursed his thin lips and kissed her gently. She went up and covered his lips. When they separated, she subconsciously licked the corners of her mouth. She smiled and looked at him who was dazed in front of her. Her face became even redder and vaguely steaming. "Okay, Li Qianhe, I promise you, this is a token of love."
Li Qianhe clenched his hands and held Xiang Chunzhi in his. His palms were sweaty, moist but clearly showing his nervousness. He asked carefully, "Xiang Chunzhi, can you do it again? I like it so much."
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