The white figure of the moon gently landed on the ground, casually and leisurely around his chest. It seemed that he was lazily leaning on the tree trunk beside him. His purple dreamy eyes were impatient, lazy, arrogant and cynical. He glanced sideways at Kuk, who was riding on the back of the horse. In the spring and Autumn period, he said with some contempt: "hum, I want to like to stay in the tree, but also Stay on the ground, can you manage it? "

I like the leisurely energy of the spring and Autumn period. It's just that there are no melon seeds on hand. Otherwise, he must...