C19 The First Wave of Framing

A night of silence. The next day, the golden light of the morning sun fell on Xia Muwan's eyelids. Suddenly, she felt the movement in her arms. Xia Muwan suddenly thought of Aiello. She gently lifted up the corner of the blanket and saw the lump of flesh.

Seeing that the hearts of those who were bathed in the golden light had melted, Xia Muwan could not help but become light footed