C447 Little Brother

Walking further, Ling Hanyu saw a bridge. His small body moved towards the bottom of the bridge.

Fortunately, it was summer. If it were winter, his small body probably wouldn't be able to last until dawn.

Late at night in the summer, under the bridge, a small body rolled up into a ball. Ling Hanyu really didn't sleep for the whole night. The mosquitoes beside him kept buzzing in his ears