C396 Loss of Money

Many years ago, the summer of Yuv City to Bai Qingqing was filled with a special kind of scented camphor leaves. It was a creaking fan in the classroom, an endless amount of summer homework.

But now, she had a new definition of Yuv City.

The scorching sun, the constant high temperature, and Huo Zijin, who couldn't wake up no matter how hard he tried