©WebNovelPub
PREVIEW
... late-ripening persimmons being splashed on the sky by the painter, dyeing it into an afterglow.
The temperature is also dropping, Huo Mingzhe wearing a high-necked trench coat is blown by the cold wind of late autumn, and he makes noises when he walks.
His pace was not in a hurry, and he seemed to have calculated the time. When the assistant came out to greet him, his cold face became a little loose: "Is she finished filming the last scene?"
Assistant Xiaoran shook his head ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE