C415 I Want to Become a Saint

"Thump!"

Just as Qin Ming finished speaking, Yun Zheyue's delicate body trembled. Her hands instinctively hugged the flower pot tightly. She lowered her small head and did not even dare to look at Qin Ming. It was as if she was hiding something from the former.

Perhaps she knew that the young girl that appeared in Qin Ming's mind was not her. Although she had amnesia