C413 Looking down on Her

As the night fell, Leng Weiwei sat on the balcony, holding a cup of her own manticore and carefully savoring it.

What she loved the most was the night. The surroundings were silent and dark. In such an environment, she could truly feel herself and hear the voice in her heart.

She was in a deep sleep, and the scenery was in a deep sleep. However, she was very clear-headed