C1192 Rivers and Mountains like a Painting

The night was gentle.

It was winter in the capital, and the cold wind was blowing.

However, to women like Su Meirann, there was no such thing as coldness at all. It was not because of anything else but because Lu Faan had returned.

With her lover by her side, winter could be like spring.

After understanding the situation of the entire Feiyang Group