Wen Xiangyang: "??!!! ”

Wen Xiangyang hesitated for a moment, she slowly let go of her hand, let go of the firefly that she had just grabbed in her hand, and the firefly left her palm and flew up in the night.

Wen Xiangyang took the mobile phone in his hand, followed by the fireflies, a...

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