Mu Chudi kept looking out of the window without saying a word to Huo Miao.

She acted to express her dissatisfaction.

Outside the window, through the woods, the mottled sunset shone on her face, with a soft light, long eyelashes like small fans, flickering, very lovely.

The chest fluctuates slightly with gas.

She's still alive.

Even now, Huo Miao is not confident, once he does not see her, he will be very uneasy, the loss of bone-eroding taste, will climb to the heart.

Deep eyes, unable to blink.

It seems that she is going to be deeply engraved in her mind, and he stares at her all the way without...