C150 Extreme aesthetics

Ouyang Lengxie tightly hugged her waist before flying up.

Xuanyuan Yu had not felt this kind of flying sensation in a long time.

There was a faint smile on his face.

Snowflakes drifted past her cheeks, giving her a faint, stabbing feeling.

The ground was a vast expanse of whiteness.

It gave the world a hazy feeling