C42 Qiong Yao's Novels

Fan Shuang was once again alone in his room, reminiscing about what his sister had said when she left. He could not help but feel a hint of honey in his heart, as sweet as sugar. Since his sister was interested in exchanging pointers with him, it was as if he had found his best friend.

It was a joyous occasion for him to meet someone from his hometown