The bright moon is in the sky.

the hand of the night wind lover blows over the sea like that, blowing three pools of light hair, covering half of her face, making her never see again.

she can hear it.

hearing Li NanFang's breath, it became heavier and heavier, and there was a low roar in his voice, like a beast.

the woman named rouer was more gentle: "south, come here, come here..."

in rouer's voice, there was a kind of magic like crying. When the light heart beat faster and faster, listen to Li Nan's low roar!

Putong.

as someone jumped into the water, the splashing water fell on...