C2014 2014

In the grass by the roadside, there was something sparkling. Ye Xinran narrowed his eyes slightly, walked over, bent down, and picked it up. It was a hairpin. A few minutes ago, he had seen it in Jiang Yining's hair. It had clearly come loose and fallen during the intense activity just now. His thumb gently rubbed the largest pink diamond, as if it still carried the girl's lingering scent