Yan Zixi saw that his eyes never left the painting, and he couldn't help but turn his eyes over, but this glance was amazing.

"The First Snow Butterfly"

"What a beautiful name." She couldn't help but exclaim, her eyes turning into the picture.

Under the first snow, the woman in the barefoot white shirt had a clear face, and she was as smart as a butterfly.

"Wow—......

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