C340 The Flower Behind Fang Yuan's Back

I'll never forget the first time I saw that little flower: the red apple's face was covered in dirt. However, in those pure eyes, there was not a trace of turbid clarity like a shining star.

Ling, who was beside him, had already rushed up, but he did not move. Just as he had expected, his reckless brother squatted in front of Littleflower and tried to comfort him in a different way