Meng Yitong was dragged inside. All she saw was a light green, and the plump ears of sorghum swaying gently on the stalks as if in the breeze, then quickly disappeared.,Meng Yao's face flushed red, to the point of suffocation. Later, her pupils gradually became dilated and lost their sparkle and vitality.,He waited for a while and seeing nothing amiss, his patience gone, he started to fidget nervously with his hair.。