Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

Qin Luoyan hesitated for a moment before nodding, "It's reported, all the people from Tianjige are dead.","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.。