C48 The Night Wind Made People Drunk

Little wine, the night wind, drunk.

Liuchuan Sa stood at the side of the street, looking at the girl with broken hair in front of him. His eyes were sparkling with starlight, as if there were thousands of lights in this bustling city.

Ling Kongkong smiled slowly. She was dragging a glass bottle in her hand. Her hair was tied up and it was unknown when she lost it