lt;Natural Disasters

Three years into the apocalypse, Su Mengyao remained immaculate, unstained by the chaos. Her complexion was fair with a touch of blush, as if she were still living in a world of prosperity and splendor.,Jiang Ning seemed to think of something, took out the blade and cut his finger, letting the blood drop onto the pendant.,He was a top student in both the middle school and high school exams, even getting into medical school as a sophomore. He still had five high school seniors under his tutelage, charging 200 yuan per lesson.。