Osmanthus Fragrans on August Night

Lin Jiming looked at Jiang Yuan and felt that he was very lucky, but suddenly he became distressed. He was lucky enough to meet Jiang Yuan, but not lucky enough to have it. The two stood silently, neither of them taking a step for a moment. The agarwood brewed from the sweet-scented osmanthus filled the corners of the eyes, the tip of the nose, the edges of the lips, and the tip of the chin. Conception:.