Cook smiled softly, put Chu zhaoyue's empty teacup, which had drunk all the water in one breath, back on the small table, looked down on the back, with a kind of curiosity, with a kind of eye gap just like the first two days, just floating out of the sky like a small crescent, aiming at his own people, with a kind of good mood, with a few good temper, said, "when you have experienced this kind of marching several times more Things, you won't feel bored, habits become natural

"is habit natural? Ha... " Chu zhaoyue did not dare to understand a strange smile, slightly opened a little drooped...