C252 Loong Family

In the second month of spring, the water shimmered under the azure sky, yet it was deep into autumn. Zhang Xiaodong had no desire to gaze upon the pointless lotus blossoms by the pond.

The scene seemed somewhat foolish, but Loong Yunlan was lost in a reverie, her eyes brimming with the essence of spring, exuding an indescribable presence that was utterly captivating