Happiness Befalls

Love is the burning passion that drains the spirit, the flame that burns the will, the arrow that smears poison on the god of destiny.Ye Zhi Han looked at the cove that was gradually getting further and further away, and she remembered that time when Chi Yaotian had taken her on a self-driving tour, it was also in a sea of flowers. He said that he would build a house for Little Mu, set up a garden, and plant the surroundings with flowers she liked.