Dog blood, dog blood, a big splash of dog blood, don't spray it if you don't like it
"Hey, Zhou Zhao, is it raining lightly outside?"
"It seems so"
"Hey, Zhou Zhao, do you know what timely rain is?"
"Song Jiang?" "Oh, no"
During evening self-study, Zhou Zhao noticed that Zhao Lixing was always looking at him. When he looked over, he avoided him. He came and went with me several times. He was a little impatient. He wanted to see what Zhao Lixing was doing and what he wanted to do with him. Zhao Lixing had thick eyebrows and big eyes. His usual heroic look was replaced by a tight look now. Zhang, and now those big eyes are slowly moving at a speed of about 15 degrees per second, with a bit of affection that is difficult for others to see, and a bit of nervousness. Every second, the eyes will be fixed, and the heart is hanging, swaying from side to side, just like this, little by little, slowly move into Zhou Zhao's eyes.
Zhou Zhao (cold on the outside, gentle and tolerant on the inside)
Mission: Everyone has a bright future