C464 Anemone

The morning breeze was very cool, and he could already feel the warm breath from his face to the tip of his nose, then to his eyes, and finally to his forehead. Everything was going on bit by bit.

Wen Xiaoru was wearing a pink dress with a long skirt, which didn't look like a dress at all, but more like a wedding dress. Wen Xiaoru looked at Wei Xiao Yu in confusion