C508 White Wind Rider

The morning sun was very warm, shining on You Xiaoran's face.

Su Kouye suddenly hugged You Xiaoran's neck lightly and caressed her face along her neck.

"Are you still angry at me?" Su Kouye smiled.

"No, I'm used to your coldness." Although You Xiaoran said that, her face was full of grievance.

"Are you grievous? But this is actually your cultivation