C211 Wind and Clouds in the Capital

It was already autumn. Lin Qingqian brought a few of the small ones to the street. Linyuan City was still like what Lin Qingqian had seen before. The pedestrians on the streets were in a hurry. The shops on the side of the road seemed as if no one was going in. It was cold and quiet.

"Sister Qing Qian." Huzi suddenly saw something. He pulled Lin Qingqian's skirt and said eagerly