C34 Poisoned Woman

Gu Yuan felt that he'd never been as excited as he was today. He was like a young fool that had just emerged from society as he tightly embraced Ye Qingqing and lifted her up. As he spun around, Ye Qingqing's long black hair and long skirt bloomed in the air, like a blooming epiphylactery.

So beautiful.

Cheers rang out again and again