"It's getting dark. Aren't you going out?" As soon as He Tiangang succeeded in his practice, Ziling's voice came.

"Is it dark?" He Tian was surprised. In the basement, the light was bright, and he could not feel whether it was black or white outside. He Tian, who devoted himself to the practice of Qilong Quan, still put the concept of time aside.

"It's been dark for a while..." Ziling complained.

Night time is very important for women. It's a little selfish to just think about yourself and hum now.

"Forget the time, oh, it's successful!" He Tian scratched his head, it seems that in the case of every evening...