"Well, of course. I wanted you to stay awake for ten days, so I don't have to do that." Fu Mengjie said seriously.
"Ah, you are really heartless." Shan Mingjie pinched Fu Mengjie's nose.
"You lied to me. I heard what you said at that time." Shan Mingjie said with a smile, "Who said hand in hand with me?"
"All right, all right, all right. You're at this age, aren't you? I have goose bumps." Fu Mengjie stopped Mingjie's mouth.
"Sure, you." Mingjie suddenly scratched Fu Mengjie's waist, and Fu Mengjie giggled.
"Don't let me surrender. I'm most afraid of itchiness. You always bully me," Fu Mengjie raised her hands and shouted.
A gentle wind blew over from the distance, bringing with it the lingering affection and admiration of lovers. The inch-long golden sunlight shone down from the gap
