C70 Wipe the Medicine for Me at the Bar

Under the green dome, the sunlight passed through the gaps in the leaves, forming mottled spots of light on the road, swaying and suddenly appearing like a paradise.

In the cool breeze, Lia Yan, who was wearing a checkered shirt and sky blue denim, stood there heroically with her long arms and legs repaired.

Her long hair was tied into a ponytail and her bangs fluttered in the wind