C185 Our Beautiful Traces

Leng Muyan's eyes were filled with flames that were about to burn out. He clenched his fist tightly, and the piece of paper was instantly crushed into pieces by the force of Leng Muyan's palm.

"The scar on my leg is the mark of our beauty. Little New Year's Eve, I will wait for you at the Star Observation Platform!"

Every word was like a sharp sword that pierced into Leng Muyan's heart