Summer desert wind picked up the vegetables and bit them gently, then swallowed them slowly. With elegant posture and standard movements, Chu zhaoyue could see the corners of his eyes. This is more noble than aristocratic behavior. Is it really the man she saw in the hut that day who was drunk in the wine vessels!

put down the chopsticks, and the summer desert breeze lifted the thin lips that were not stained with any oil: "do you think the most dangerous place is the safest place, and you want to stay in the imperial city?"

Chu zhaoyue had a big mouth full of hot porridge in his mouth, nodded...