"I want to ask you to do me a favor." Ao Guang hugged his knees, put his head on the bones, and rolled himself into a ball.
"Stop. Can you stop holding it like this?" Xu Yu was disgusted by his sudden formal tone and felt goosebumps all over her body: "Tell me something."
Ao Guang pursed his lips and smiled: "I want to ask you to help me set one up."
"No need to carve a name."
Xu Yu was stunned for three seconds.
"A tablet without words?"
"Okay, whose child is it?"
"Mine." Ao Guang drank the remaining wine in his cup and raised his head.
The sunset is rising on the edge of the sky, and it is very beautiful. The colorful flowing clouds are billowing and rising in magnificent waves.
Jiuchongtian has a grand ceremony that is rare in a century.
Concept: Dumplings wrapped in vinegar