"Ya, you are so lovely." Huang Xiaoxiang hugs Zhou Ya and sniffs her hair.

"you mean I'm not pretty now." Zhou Ya buried her head in Huang Xiaoxiang's arms, closed her eyes and enjoyed his embrace. She was looking for the language sickness in Huang Xiaoxiang's words.

"no, no, you are beautiful." Huang Xiaoxiang quickly refutes what he just said. Zhou Ya is very beautiful now. It will be more charming after a few years of maturity.

"I know, if I'm not charming, why do you touch your hands?" Zhou Ya looks up at Huang Xiaoxiang and says with a smile.

"amount." Because it is summer, Zhou Ya also wore...