C172 Rhododendron Edible

Jiang Xian slightly lowered his head and looked at Shen Wangxin's blushing face. Her pair of delicate eyes looked like they were separated by a layer of mist, making her look really pitiful. This couldn't help but remind him of that Yue Ye, in the fake mountain in Sanhuai Hall Little Garden, where the two were squeezed in a narrow crevice, separated by only a thin layer of clothing