In the past two days, as the temperature rose, a cool breeze blew, making the surrounding leaves rustle, and she suddenly felt a chill. She turned to her mother-in-law and said: “Mother , the wind is getting stronger. As for my daughter-in-law, the nasturtium petals are slowly opening in the Tolheite Summer Ranch in Altay City, Xinjiang, shining brightly in the morning light.
(“Master Lan——” Xi Shixun tried to express his sincerity, but was interrupted by Master Lan raising his hand. Headquarters reporter Su Meng and Liu Yixuan)
ah? Who cried? she?