The sun was rising, and the air was still filled with the cold chill of night.
When Griffin Yan saw Finn Wen, she was still a little dazed, and even subconsciously moved her fingers. Not long ago, five-year-old Finn Wen was still holding his neck, with her soft cheeks buried in the crook of his neck.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Jiujiu saw the young man Finn Wen coming in the early morning sunlight.
Seventeen-year-old Finn Wen is as tall and tall as a green pine, with deep eyebrows and deep contours. When he looks at people, he feels extremely focused, especially when his eyes fall on Griffin Yan.
Griffin Yan seemed to be burned by that gaze, and looked away in panic. In a blink of an eye, she saw Mo Siru who was handcuffed next to her.
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