C88 Psychosomatic Ataxia

Although Xin Cangqu often wore a smile on her face, it was the first time such a smile had appeared. There was no demonic aura, no playfulness, no fun, no sarcasm, no ridicule, no bitterness, no coldness … It was as if all the clamor had faded away, all the grievances and grievances had disappeared, and all the grudges and grudges were gone