In the blink of an eye, a month was about to pass.
Wang Yan still remembered that day, Liu Li was wearing a bun of the same style, and she was standing in front of him.
At that time, he had just completed a great feat, and his face was full of unspeakable arrogance, and his heart was full of emotions.
Although he didn't look good and was sun-tanned, he stood straight with the buff of [refreshing] and started talking.
It was talking, not flirting.
At that time, how could he know anything about flirting?
What he had was only self-esteem, self-confidence, and being frank with others.
But at that time, he was also very impressive. His looks were not amazing, but he was as fierce as a tiger.
When he saw the picture of the Husky, he had gotten an idea. Copying the dog's crooked smile and slanted eyes, he won himself a little Liu Li.
Probably, this was Fate that brought them together.
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"Do you like it?"