C393 Blocking Arrows for a Fairy
Qing Yi was still wearing a simple white dress that looked like a thousand-year-old snow lotus. Her hair was as black as ink, and her aura was elegant. She was so quiet that she seemed to have drifted into the mortal world.
Feeling the softness in his hand, smelling the elegant fragrance, and hearing those shy words, Chu Tianyu's heart couldn't help but pound.
To be honest
