"Xi He, come here." Fusu smiled, lifted her chin, and kissed her gently. Xihe's eyes widened and his cheeks turned red. At a loss, she catered to him naively. The candle flame shook and the green hair flew away. His clothes were half taken off and he was breathing heavily. The night is sultry, and the red gauze tent is full of spring atmosphere. Tall green pines and thick water chestnuts, you are the third kind of stunning beauty.