Thorns Bloom Late

The first time I received a love letter, it was signed by a famous talent in my grade. She was at a loss. Ye Nian leaned over from behind her, glanced at the eloquent compliment, and asked with a low smile: "Do you want me to be the messenger? This person is in the same class as me." She was startled and said hurriedly: "Then help me return this to him. I picked it up accidentally." Ye Nian blinked, with a slight smile in his eyes: "Okay." Because she was so close, she could see so clearly that Ye Nian's eyes were light brown, and against the backdrop of her fair skin, they looked a little inorganic and clear. Ye Nian carelessly wrote "Read" on the paper, ran two steps and turned back to smile at her: "Promise to complete the task." Many people said that Ye Nian looked arrogant and aloof. But she felt that they would get along well. Without him. Publisher: Meili Culture