[Sweet pet + down-and-out rich girl + wandering son + mutual redemption]
When he was still angry that his attraction was not very strong, when he came to his senses, the white shirt had already passed through the dense forest. The Wizard of Oz, with its slender appearance and dots of light shining on the pure clothes, Chen Mo was in a trance for a moment. He must have been a fairy left in the forest. He might catch the wind and fly away at any time. When the white color was about to disappear into a patchwork of green, he suddenly shouted to her: "Remember, I am Chen Mo, the famous Chen Mo."
Lin Xiaomu pursed his lips and sneered, "It's a pity that you are not gold."
