Ling Yao looked left and right, a pair of watery eyes a little panicked, and he ran and jumped into the long night. He ran for a while before stopping. Fortunately, he was not discovered, otherwise it would be terrible. "Yan Zhichen probably didn't notice..." As soon as he finished speaking, he was surrounded by a pair of strong arms, and warm breath sprayed on his neck. , "Master, what are you doing? Are you trying to run?" Yan Zhichen lit a row of white wax for himself, "No, being a master is not just about admiring the moon, yes! It's about admiring the moon." The profound young man smiled softly... The moonlight shone, and in the grove, the two of them were leaning against each other, but they didn't know why they were like this - scary! ! ! [The blackened Shenma is accompanied by all kinds of exhaustion and sweat. My favorite, huh?]