"Ah... I..."
Gan Ling covered her face!
Even though she already had the veil of a translucent cape, she still covered her face.
Covering her face, she gracefully and nimbly sped past Liu Zhizhong and ran towards the new RV.
A faint fragrance lingered in the wind, that graceful figure was so charming, a thread of emotion tugged at the heart...
Liu Zhizhong stood there dumbly, looking at her figure with reluctance, watching her quickly return to the RV and disappear from sight.
An indescribable feeling of melancholy welled up in his heart.
Is this considered a farewell?
With this separation, when can they meet again?
Perhaps, their next meeting is already a distant matter.
Brother Xuan, with his ingenuity, avoids us and guards against us, how could he not help his sister keep strict defenses?
Sigh...
Let's go, eat, and then drive away quickly.
