The Peerless Little

There is no road in the mountain stream, thorns grow everywhere, but in a hidden place, there is a pond. The water here is warm in winter and cool in summer.,"Yang Cuisao, you... how did you get here" Zhang Dong said, a little dazed.,Even though Yang Cuisao was only showing her head above the water's surface at this moment, her graceful figure had not escaped Zhang Dong's gaze.。