C427 The Peak of Foundation Establishment

A night passed quietly.

The golden radiance of the morning sun shone on the white clothes, setting off the ethereal holiness of Comely Youth, making him look like an immortal Buddha.

Meng Ran, who had been sitting on the roof of the villa for the whole night, finally opened his eyes slowly. His deep and vast eyes were filled with a bright light, as if there was a divine light flashing in them