C83 He'll Still Love Me

"You are still so soft-hearted, Yuetian. "

Yang Lyi said softly. Her neck was stuck and her voice was a little hoarse. Her face was red, and her eyes were watery.

This appearance was very similar to the pitiful little girl from back then.

Ignoring Yang Lyi's words, Yuetian reached out his hand to the embroidered bag on her waist and pulled it off. Inside was a pitch black token