C80 Ai Tong

"Xiao Tong, come sit down. " Shen Jilin said.

Wan Shu slowly sat down. When he opened his eyes, he saw Ai Tong in a lake blue dress with her hands behind her back as she slowly walked towards them. She smiled sweetly and the two dimples at the corner of her mouth were charming. Her temperament was outstanding as if a goddess had descended