C473 Poor Guo Jing

Seeing the purpose of Qin Zhao's hand just now, Guo Jing's heart was moved. She lowered her head, but her footsteps approached Qin Zhao, and her voice was as gentle as a poem: "Then at this time of the year, will you still watch fireworks with me … I mean forever. "

There was still some research to be done on this... Wow