A big wolfdog selling wine meets a disguised little milk cat. In a dark period of life, I don't know who saved whom.
Only after meeting again and again did I realize that it was fate that finally made me wonder. You are a ray of light that suddenly appears in the bleak life. You are the little crescent moon in my heart, like the sun that appears in those three or nine days.
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Ye Yuntang stared at the well-dressed man and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Although he had a good-looking appearance, he always had a lifeless expression. He couldn't help but feel a little pity while sighing.
Later, when Ye Yuntang thought about his original misunderstanding and the resulting sympathy, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed and funny.
She looked up at the man on the balcony combing Fu Fu's hair, which was wagging his tail. The navy blue satin pajamas made his facial features particularly deep and calm, and she felt that this misunderstanding was not entirely her fault.
As if noticing Ye Yuntang's gaze, the man turned his head and stared at her, his eyes glowing like the water of a stirred lake, and a faint smile twitching at the corners of his mouth, as if it was the increasingly warm sunshine of early spring.
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The encounters in the past life turned into surprises in retrospect.
Fu Ling's deep eyes were illuminated by the light. She stroked Ye Yuntang's cheek. The wind blew her bangs around her temples, revealing her fair and plump forehead. She glanced across the less obvious arc on her forehead. She smiled, sighed and shouted, "Little Crescent Moon."
Then, before Ye Yuntang could react, he held her in his arms and rested his chin on the top of her head. He couldn't help but recall the scene when the two first met, Little Yueya, his little Yueya.
Concept: Love is a match made in heaven, just like fate is destined to have God's will