Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

Qin Luoyan draped her cloak over his shoulders. Seeing him smile, she smiled back. "Is it done","Get out of the car." Fu Zimo didn't even bother to meet her gaze, instead lifting the car curtain and stepping out first.,As they descended the mountain, their conversation on the winding path was scattered by the wind, leaving not a trace. Yet, the feelings between them were as unyielding as time itself, forever etched in their hearts.。