Cold Moon Drunken Sunset

"Where are you taking me?" Feng Chime, who was sitting on the horse, asked with a hint of fear in his words. The wind chime felt the wind whistling by his ears. Gan Hengyuan, who was riding the same horse as him, hugged Feng Ling tightly behind him. At this time, Qian Hengyuan no longer cared about the etiquette of men and women not being intimate. . . . . . . . . . "You don't want to see me that much?" Feng Zhong asked Qian Hengyuan for the last time on the edge of the cliff. Qian Hengyuan was still thinking about how to answer Feng Ling's silence. Feng Ling interpreted Qian Hengyuan's attitude as not wanting to talk to him. Yingfeng's tears left traces on his face. Wind Chime jumped up. . . . . This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.