C521 Injuries on the Arm

"All these years, I've always wanted to find someone a place to talk. Thank you, thank you for listening to me talk so much." After a long while, Sang Qingxia sniffed, as if she had returned to normal. She pushed his chest, sat up from his embrace, and politely thanked him.

His feeling was — frustration.

"So from then on, I don't like the sea anymore. I don't want to go