"Chen Zhifeng, can you hurry up and follow me quickly?" Chen Zhifeng hunched over and placed his big palms on his knees and stopped in place, breathing heavily. He raised his head and lowered his head and his eyes were attracted by this crisp voice. Chen Zhifeng looked at that slender and brisk figure. She ran lighter and lighter in a trance, as if she was about to run to the moon on the clouds...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
