"No, it’s about this time …" Chi Yao handed the cup to Jingmuyun. "It’s just that you made a mistake." And because of the fake wood, Chi Yao worked harder than now to prevent it from being seen. It has always been repressed."No, it’s about this time …" Chi Yao handed the cup to Jingmuyun. "It’s just that you made a mistake." And because of the fake wood, Chi Yao worked harder than now to prevent it from being seen. It has always been repressed.
Jing Muyun nodded and helped Chi Yao to come out and send her to bed to sit. He squatted in front of her and held out his hand to kiss