It's cold. There are no idle people in the corridor. It's not good to ask someone.

Ye Kong lost his way all of a sudden. He couldn't find the way back to the box. The door of the box was the same as long. Ye Kong couldn't tell which box was his own.

"this is the room." Ye Kong leaned on the right door and listened, but there was no movement. He pushed the door in.

"brother..." There is a handsome man sitting in it. Brother, I think it's not right. He's too young. How old is he to visit the Tibetan spring building? "What's the matter, brother?" Handsome man...