C499 Bai Sulian's Smile

The late autumn night was still very cold, and in the empty hall of no one in the villa, it seemed to be able to feel this kind of cold even more.

Yung Chen put Bai Sulian on the sofa and turned on the light.

Under the dim yellow light, Bai Sulian's milk-colored sweater, grey skirt, slightly messy long hair, pale face, and an inexplicable sadness