C43 Gauguin

After experiencing such a thing, Wu Xiaoyi trusted Lei Feng even more. Deep in his heart, he even felt a sense of reliance, as well as a trace of affection.

Of course, Wu Xiaoyi might not have realized this but a seed had already been planted.

Love was something that sometimes required fate. The bastard stared at the green bean. Sometimes, he would even fall in love without saying anything