C997 Lin Yu's Situation
The title of the Ten Thousand Feet of Red Dust was the name of the woman, and Lan Moyan was the name of the woman. The fragrant orchids in the secluded valley were like black smoke. Lin Yu could not imagine that such a beautiful woman would have such a beautiful and quiet name.
At this moment, the woman called Ten Thousand Feet of Red Dust, who was called Lan Moyan, looked at Lin Yu seductively
