C124 Satire

Although their backs were facing her, Qiao Xuan could still recognize that the girl was Qi Luo.

Separated by a distance, Qiao Xuan's gaze froze. It was as if those two were the only ones left in her eyes, and looking at Sheng Liang holding Qi Luo's hand so carefully, his smile was something she had only seen twice when he pretended to lose his memories