I turned into sick and weak cannon fodder, and all the dragons in the sky rushed to protect me.
I don't want anyone, I just want to hide.
The taciturn man caught up and said in a low voice:
"Wherever you go, I will follow."
Later, Long Aotian came to ask for someone,
He stood alone at the door.
"Who did he choose, you can't see?"
[Sick beauty × boring loyal dog]
