C22 Ye Zichen Was Stunned

The evening wind of late spring was especially gentle, and it blew on people's faces in a very comfortable manner. The breeze lifted the sleeves of their clothes, stirring up someone's thoughts.

"Wait a minute. When I tell you to open your eyes, open them again." Xu Hsinghsing said to Mo Ya.

Mo Ya nodded obediently.

Xu Hsinghsing looked at Mo Ya who had already closed his eyes