C683 She has a little girl at home

In the late autumn of October, yellow leaves fluttered down from the treetops from time to time, like yellow butterflies scattered in the autumn wind. However, none of them were able to escape the fate of returning to the dust and dust.

The moment Dongfang Yan entered the Misty Hall, he saw Qingxin, dressed in a goose yellow jacket, squatting beneath a tree