C325 I Don't Love It Anymore

As for that Miss Gu, Geh Luqing sighed in her heart. At least from the outside, Gu Chunxi looked weak and weak, just like its name, pure and warm. It was like the gentle breeze that blew on people's faces during the early spring of March, comfortable and cool.

Her beauty was like being soaked in the rain in the south of the Yangtze River. It was very clear and exquisite