C266 I Can Think about It When I'm Free

In the late autumn, the leaves had turned yellow and were scattered all over the yard like a yellow carpet. As the autumn wind blew by, Wu Xiaoran wrapped herself in her autumn clothes and shrunk her neck.

"Go get the scarf!"

Uncle Zhang quickly nodded his head in agreement.

"It's Young Master!"

After saying that, he turned around and entered the villa. After a short while