C335 Nan Shuangbanna I'm Coming!

Early in the morning, a plane flew past Magic City.

Su Shengchen leaned against the porthole and quietly looked at the Magic City that was like a matchbox.

This city seemed to never rest. During the day and night, it released its passion and passion, making people yearn for it and feel tired.

Many people were resting on the plane. The stewardess pushed the small cart and walked quietly