C2246 You Are Duan Xiang Ning

The bright moon hung high in the sky.

Like a lover's hand, the wind blew across the sea and lifted Miura Qingying's hair, covering half of her face and making it impossible for her to see again.

But she could hear him.

Hearing Lee Nanfang's breathing getting heavier and heavier, and a low growl coming from his throat, like a beast.

The woman called Rou'er said more gently, "Nanfang, come here