Cang Ming's hand, cold as ice, touched him.Ning Shu only felt a tremor, he stopped. He couldn't help but look up, feeling somewhat depressed, and silently said: ".... Cang Ming, aren't you... supposed...bring up. 。He looked at the tall boy. 。Zhou Jingyu and Ning Yang are completely different types, but they are both equally outstanding. 。Ning Shu was stunned, her mind drifting back to that summer...