C189 Liu Qiao's Grave

Zhai Yan held Lau Xinyao's hand and walked towards the path ahead. There was a cold wind around them. The flowers in the spring had bloomed, and there were broken flowers by their feet.

The cold wind was accompanied by a burst of flower fragrance. Lau Xinyao suddenly liked this place.

"Why did you suddenly bring me here?"

This place was really beautiful. Lau Xinyao's eyes kept looking around