Su Yun lowered her head, the wind blowing her long hair slightly. Under the moonlight, the beauty's face is not particularly clear. Su Chu stared at her without saying a word, trying to see her features clearly. Suddenly, Su Chu felt that this little girl had grown into a delicate and beautiful flower, which was completely different from her appearance seven years ago. Over the years, she must have become what she is today because of her own hand.
Su Chu only felt a swelling pain between his eyebrows.
As for the copywriting, this is my first time writing it for Taiyang Jun. Readers, please just read the text directly! Love you~