What does that feel like?

Six-year-old Cheng Duanduan probably felt nervousness for the first time in his life.

The little girl in front of her had skin as white as snow, and her black hair was neatly braided into two braids, which hung obediently on her round shoulders; The black pupils in the watery eyes seemed to be able to speak, and the small ruddy mouth like a cherry opened and closed.

She said......

Chapter 231 of "Zhao San Mu Si" Extra: A little thing about childhood sweethearts (2) is hitting in the hand, please wait a while,

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