C1873 1873

These two people. . .

Did the smell of gunpowder have to be so strong?

Wen Ya looked at Lin Huaiyi, then looked at Gu Hanmo. Finally, her gaze fell on Sheng Anxia.

The two women had a bitter look on their faces. Sheng Anxia grabbed Wenya's hand before the two men could say anything. She naturally broke free from Gu Hanmo's arms and sat down with Wenya. "Wenya