C2916 Love at Hand

Zhu Xi was still immersed in the spring breeze, feeling the beauty of the flower bud blooming in her heart. Thinking of something, she walked to the window in shock and looked down.

The rain at night was always so thick in the light that it covered the figure walking downstairs. Yang Ping walked out of the door just in time to enter the rain.

Yang Ping was standing by the side of the road