When his bright eyes were obscured by haze, when his beating heart was clenched by reason, Xu Moyan had never been in such pain.
When the dark night is illuminated by light, when the nerves are captured by feathers, Xu Moyan has never longed for the arrival of tomorrow.
It seemed that the messy thinking finally had a direction, the dull eyes finally had focus, and Ye Shu's every move was full of life.
1V1, double clean, easy and sweet.
Welcome to the pit, the author is lazy
Intention: Hope of life
