C330 The Passion of the Forest the Romance of the Moon

The night was as cold as water, and Lin Qingxia, who was tightly hugged by Tang Tianxiao, only felt that every cell in her body was full of vitality. She extended her delicate hand, and because Tang Tianxiao was too fast, she could feel the wind cutting through her fingers and hair like a knife.

Looking at the bright moon and playing with the cool breeze