| classification:Science fiction |
| author:qianran smiles |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2026-01-23 10:52:06) |
At this time of year, the sorghum growing in the fields is thriving, a vast expanse of lush green. It's very dense.,Meng Yao's face flushed red, to the point of suffocation. Later, her pupils gradually became dilated and lost their sparkle and vitality.,At this moment, suddenly there was a pain in his wrist.。