C297 Find

Under the lonely light at the end of the moon, Xiang Rongcheng quietly stood in front of the table. However, after being filled with ink, the few times he wanted to bring it up, he looked at the ink on the drawing and laughed helplessly. What happened tonight, I feel uneasy.

Outside the door, Zhou Yao walked in with large strides.

"Speak." His eyes were still fixed on the painting