"What are you looking at? Turn around."
"Is there a copyright on your face?"
Xu Shenyi replied calmly, but turned his head away obediently.
"Do you need copyright to fall in love?"
Qi Zhi held his chin and tilted his head to ask, and casually brushed the hair in front of his eyes with his right hand.
"No, it's free."
Intention: growth
