C86 I Am the Elder of Skill Transmission!

In the early hours of a summer morning, the sky lightens early, heralding the day with the sweet chorus of birdsong outside the window.

Zhong Wen awoke with the dawn. Leng Wushuang, cradled in his arms, had her eyes sealed in slumber, her nose fluttering with each breath, and her lips parted slightly, lost in a blissful dream.

Gazing at her adorable sleeping face