Shen Muxi glanced accidentally, and the breeze blew by and blew the gauze.
The boy who was half leaning on the chariot was stunned when he raised his eyes. Then in countless dreams, the man pulled at his heartstrings.
When they met again, the man's every frown and smile made him care. The only thing in his heart was to take the man back and make it belong to him alone.
Soon, word spread in the immortal world that the future immortal emperor had become the Demon Lord's new favorite, and that new favorite was currently in the Demon Lord's arms.
Intention: As long as people are here, water will always flow, and this feeling will never end