Liu Mengning sat on the lawn, leaning against a tree.

The shade of the trees was lush, and the night wind tonight was particularly refreshing and gentle. Liu Mengning brushed her hair in a feminine way, and then patted her side lightly.

"My Big Hero, come and sit down."

Su Mingyuan didn't refuse, and just walked over there.

Changing the environment was like changing the mood.

Sometimes things that seemed to be extremely confusion, after an exciting and exhilarating drag racing, felt that they were nothing much.

So what if I was recognized?

Su Mingyuan? White knight?

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