Fragrant, if you use perfume, it will be bad.

So why is there no perfume with the fragrance of Lu Jingwei.

Wen Shike sighed.

"Miss, what's the matter?"

"fine."

"Do you need me to clean you up?"

"No need." Wen Shike sighed again, and finally decided not to use perfume. What if Lu Jingwei loves Wuji because of the same perfume...

Some things cannot be said, because if they are spoken out, they will be called crazy.

【Qiu Yu: Are you sick?The disease is really serious. 】

[Wen Shike: ...]

[Wen Shike: It's my first time dating, so I have no experience. Hey, I always feel like I'm not good. 】

[Qiu Yu: Did your second year of middle school start now? 】

Wen Shike put away the phone, smiled, and closed the suitcase.

Someone actually looks forward to going to work.

It's a pity that Lu Jingwei's confession last time was in the chat record with Ming Wangxue, and she didn't take a picture of it. Otherwise, I would read it several times a day. It would be best to frame it and hang it on the bedside. That would be perfect. This way you can see it every morning.

In the morning...seeing...seeing is not good...

[Wen Shike: Baby, can you record your confession last time, I want it to be the wake-up ringtone. 】

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