C40 Counterattack

What entered his eyes was a vast expanse of spring sunshine.

Luo Jianjian's fair and delicate arms were resting on the shore, her slender neck eye-catching.

He could faintly see a spot of water rippling in the hot spring. His hair was flowing, and there were still many drops of water on his small face due to the heat. It was so beautiful that it was surreal.

She was currently sleeping soundly