C155 Cunninghamia Lanceolata

It was already ten o'clock at night when he left Xiang Lintine and Gentle. The night was hazy, and the dim light of the lamp was clear and blurred in the darkness. A halo of light spread out in the hot and dry air. Only when the window was opened did he feel the cool breeze, making him feel much more comfortable.

Complicated and confusing. Xu Mo supported his chin with his right hand