C48 Meaning of Love

Leng Xingmeng sat on the deck, one hand holding onto her fishing hook and the other holding onto her chin. She did not even notice the movements on the sea as she softly cursed: "Ling Tian!" You bastard! Bastard! You piss me off! To think that I was so worried about you, but you didn't care about me at all! He didn't notice that Qing Lian was already behind him