C1287 Love
Love.
"So beautiful!" Wen Jianqing couldn't help but say. He turned around and looked down at the petite girl beside him.
Niuniu did not answer. She just closed her eyes and felt the gentle breeze blowing over. She was instantly intoxicated by the clear wind ringing above her head.
Wen Jianqing also imitated her and closed his eyes.
He made his heart calm down bit by bit
