C95 Misty Spring

"Yujie?" Ouyang Xuefeng looked at the beautiful face in front of him. In his trance, the simple purple dress looked so seductive in the dark of the night. The beautiful face in front of him was so familiar. Sometimes, her mischievous smile was filled with deep dimples, and at other times, it turned into a smile …

He held her in his arms, full of the beauty in his eyes