And Lan Mo was more likely to be a fieldsman.
She was wrapped up tightly. There was no gorgeous costume, only a plump cotton-padded jacket.
When Murong Ling learned from Lan Mo that Ling Yiyi had gone to Xiyangtian, her eyes were filled with unhappiness and anger.
Ling Yiyi and Xiyangtian sat face to face and chatted from time to time. The atmosphere was not very harmonious.
However, Xi Yangtian suggested that he ride a bicycle to take her for a ride.
Ling Yiyi agreed happily.
She hoped that during the 17-year-old rainy season, she could sit behind the bicycle and let her beloved boy drive her around the streets of A city. That was enough.
It turned out that the dream he failed to realize at the age of 17 was going to come true tonight.
She was looking forward to it, excited and a
