C1681 Overtouched

After lunch, Ling Mofeng and Lan Yanxi finally had the time to be alone. The sunlight outside the window was bright and bright. Under the shadow of the tree, the spots were mottled, making the old banyan tree that was planted near the window even more lively.

Lan Yanxi leaned against the chair by the window and lifted her eyes. She lazily looked at the big tree outside the window