C788 Home Kneeling Washboard

Su Xiangwan was leaning against the railing of the corridor. The night had already quietly fallen. Colorful lights lit up the entire C City, as if it had entered a mythical kingdom in an instant.

It was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the night was beginning to cool down.

He reached out his hand and touched his arm. He looked at it for a while and was ready to go in.

"Miss Su