The man in the car slowly walked out and stood proudly on the shaft of the car. He wore a green shirt with wide sleeves, dark hair lightly gathered , and his eyes were cold and cold, as if even the world could not stay in it for a moment.

Ji, Cheng, Yan ...

These three words came out one by one in Lingjun's heart. The person who made him think about him day and night, the eyes that made his heart shake when he dreamed about it so many times at midnight, now, once again, it ...