Zhou Yao had a boyfriend. It was said that the two were childhood sweethearts. Their friends were very curious, so they made an appointment to have a meal together. After the meal, their friends jokingly called Huo Ran a moving ice sculpture. I wonder what Zhou Yao fell in love with in him?
Seeing her friends' one-sided impression of him, Zhou Yao blushed and looked at the man squatting beside her with confused eyes. He had just taken a shower, and the broken hair on his head was filled with moisture. The expression on his face remained unchanged, but the palm holding her ankle was frighteningly hot, and she couldn't help but wince.
Concept: Love is infinite tolerance