Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Doll
We left Hanzhong early in the morning, along the way Xiao Lianshan and two fingers to learn from my appearance out of thin air, it is estimated that yesterday in Fengjiangtai majestic for a moment, now has not calmed down, Yue Qianling bought a bus ticket, to Yunnan to Rongcheng first. Maybe it's because of the touch, the car back to Rongcheng is a lot quieter Yue Qianling I know she was thinking about the past, and I didn't bother her, the closer to Rongcheng her expression became, I suddenly thought of the first