C479 Elderly Person

After Lee Hao comforted her for a while, Zhang Qing'er's mood improved a lot. She shifted the fishing rod over and sat beside Lee Hao, hugging his hand.

He stopped fishing and enjoyed this quiet time.

A breeze blew over from the lake, blowing Zhang Qing'er's hair and brushing against Lee Hao's face. It seemed that there was still a trace of fragrance left in the air