Soft Waist

There is a gorgeous frost flower in Nancheng No. 13 Middle School. When I first saw it that night, the collision between the charming eyes and the fresh jasmine made Ji Sui feel itchy in his heart every time he thought about it. Lin Yuzhi sniffed against his ear and smiled softly: "Classmate Ji, you have a smell that I like." She could always easily ignite the fire in Ji Sui's heart, but she would turn around and leave regardless. On the night of her eighteenth birthday, Ji Sui rushed back to Nancheng from Yicheng. He lit candles for her and asked her to make three wishes. However, her wishes were all tied to him. One wish: to be admitted to P University. Second wish: I want him to accompany me on my birthday next year. Three wishes: Asui, I wish you, like your name, peace and success.