C1125 A Big Event

Zheng Yanhong said, "It's weird."

Lin Mei giggled and pulled Fu Yibo away. Zheng Yanhong sat on her rocking chair. Smelling the fragrance of the osmanthus that bloomed before mid-autumn, she looked at the narrow and curved crescent moon in the sky. She looked at the stars that dotted the sky and slowly drank the cold iced red tea that was suitable for her mouth