She was held by Gu Yijin in her arms with only a small mass. Sister Hua saw her half face. The soft face of the snow-hatched goose was nestled in the man's chest, and the comb-like feather fell quietl... long time.Ye Ming looked at the girl through the glass window. today, the girl was wearing a fringed skirt with a milky white cardigan, her supple black hair fell down, and her beautiful hair tucked...