The Flowers Blooming on Moshang, Mrs. Can Return Home Slowly.

Seven years Seven years... Su Xiaomo couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking back to Fu Linxi's domineering yet gentle kiss, what was he doing? What did you think of her again? It's not like she hasn't imagined what it would be like for them to meet one day. She even thought about thanking him arrogantly for his unnecessary kindness... But all those fantasies came to nothing the moment she saw him. After so many years, she was still no match for him...