Sixty-one

Cheng at the banquet was a warm and pleasant surprise.Now looking at Fangliu City, a touch of bittersweet pain still lingers in my heart. It was her most beautiful first love... No, it should be said...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."ovement, he tossed the watch into the artificial pond outside the pavilion.With a loud splash, countless water droplets scattered.Warmth stopped his steps, he couldn't help but turn back, a slight shi...