At that time, the thought of "love" was not love, was it?

She couldn't explain why Wang Peng could calm down and Zheng Zehao's heartbeat would be chaotic.

"White Honey..."

I don't know how many times the name has been read in his heart. Every time I read it, I want to deeply depict her name and face in the deepest part of my heart.

Bai Mi closed her eyes tightly and dared not open them, leaving him to touch her face, even if he closed his eyes, he could feel his hot vision!

Everywhere he touched it was hot and itchy.

What a shy situation!

Zheng Zehao's deep eyes...