This Childhood Sweetheart is a Little Sweet
When he was five years old, Xiao Yihan swaggered into Jiang Wei's room, hugging his little quilt: “Jiang Xiaowei, there's no one at my home. My dad doesn't feel assured leaving me alone and told me to come over and sleep at your place.” Jiang Wei stared at him with her wet, round eyes: “If you sleep here, where will I sleep?” Xiao Yihan patted the spot next to him on the bed and said with a serious little adult-like expression: “Here. After all, I'm going to marry you sooner or later. Don't wo