C17 Who hit her
The next time Mu Nuanzhou saw Xiao Zhan was after a week of separation. The rain had rained heavily on the night and the heavy rain had rained down on the window.
She thought it would be Xiao Zhan, so she wrapped herself in a blanket and did not dare to open the door until someone outside spoke. Miss, I am lily. "
Mu Nuanzhou, who was resting on his walking stick, opened the door