C119 Small Frictions

It was neither hot nor cold, the breeze was blowing, and the air was filled with the faint scent of vanilla. "Why did you suddenly mention your mother?" Ann Ran sat on the lawn and asked Jiang Cheng'an. It seemed that Jiang Cheng'an had a deep affection for his mother.

Who didn't have a difficult time? Ann Ran was a little apathetic