[No system + no cp + group portrait]
The wilderness receives the wind of the season, flowers grow in the wasteland, and the sun-drenched planet will be reborn yesterday.
Who sees through the shadow of light?
Because of Chen, because of Chen. Is this a wish? The world is mottled and smelly? This is desire.
Reader comments
The author has a chapter name?
The writing is a bit immature, but otherwise it's okay
The author has a chapter name?
The writing is a bit immature, but otherwise it's okay