Giới Thiệu Truyện
“What shape will I be in three years?”
In the university dormitory, Xu Qijing is thinking about insomnia.
The next day, early morning.
He got the answer he wanted.
“What shape will I be in three years?”
In the university dormitory, Xu Qijing is thinking about insomnia.
The next day, early morning.
He got the answer he wanted.