The Return of the Un

"The fragrance is warm and inviting, as delicate as a orchid!" Qin Yi's nostrils twitched slightly, his lips seemed to carry a dreamlike breath.,He came back, reborn from hell to his previous life as an ignorant and rebellious 17-year-old.,Otherwise, how could Yang Qingqing, with just a few punches, have injured his abdominal muscles。