Ye Hishi Ranye Mu Li

The next moment, Ye Hishang only felt a sharp pain in her head, and large chunks of memory surged in like a tidal wave.,She didn't know that a four-leaf clover, about the height of her finger, was hopping quietly after her.,Meanwhile, clovers had silently intertwined in the dark hair behind Ye Xiayan's back, their four leaves swaying constantly, hinting at excitement.。