A gust of wind blew by, ringing the bell on the flower shop door...
"Xu Shengsheng! The flowers I bought today are so fragrant. Smell them quickly!" The girl smiled brightly.
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"Hey! What are you thinking about?"
He stretched out his hand to hug you; what he hugged was his longing for you.
"Qiao Yingyang..."
Yingyang, Shengsheng.
Born towards the sun
"My Qiaoqiao, I hope she will be born toward the sun!"
(All original, this is my first time writing a romance)
Intention: I want to take you to escape