C810 Mom Thought Ying Shun Was Good!

In winter, the fields were all yellow, but the branches at the side were facing the cold, adding a touch of green to the pure white landscape painting.

Ying Shun did not immediately answer Lin Wushuang. He only lightly smiled, like the winter sun, warm. Ah. . . I guess so.

Lin Wushuang raised her eyebrows. She had an unexplainable annoyance in her heart