C42 Cotyledon

Lu Shengting seemed to have suffered a heavy injury, his body swayed slightly as he left the villa.

In the cold night, even the moonlight hurt.

In a trance, Lu Shengting saw the image of her giggling under the wutong tree. With just a glance, it had firmly occupied his heart.

"Ding Man, from now on, you are mine."

The young him was overbearing and insolent