C215 Sweet Sugar Water and Small Days

Ye Qingru's long hair fluttered in the breeze in the forest. The light and shadow of the broken sun surrounded her.

The fisherman's daughter's sleeve horn was designed to sway the flower petals. It made her look even more charming and lovable, like a fairy in the forest.

Yu Bingyi leaned against the car door and chatted with the driver in the car