"You should let go." The pear tree has half bloomed, the color of the falling snow is getting thicker, and the twelve crossings of the Bloody Pear Realm are about to begin...
"Just think of it as training, Master." Qingze touched my hair.
I turned my face to feel the temperature on his leg, "It's my fault... Now I'm afraid I can't wait any longer. Please call me Ah Zhi first, I want to hear it."...