Sugarless Teacher...
Where did you learn these crafty tricks?
But to be fair, you really conquered Tang Jian's heart completely.
The heart, pounding nonstop, not pausing for a moment.
Of course, it can't stop, or it would be bad!
What Tang Jian wanted to describe was probably that kind of exuberant feeling inside, very genuine.
Love seemed to have become something visible, something tangible.
It was like the touch of peach-pink petals falling into the palm and their spreading fragrance—so vividly clutching at one's heartstrings.
At this moment, Tang Jian felt he would never forget it in his lifetime.
Just like a name inscribed on the inside of a school uniform, no matter what, it would eternally exist there.
Unless it got washed.
Of course, that can't be washed!
"But you needn't worry about feeling awkward when we meet again."
