That familiar speed, light and shadow as fast. That familiar cold, like a very low winter, was tightly held in his arms, the last touch, how she hoped that he would never stop, so has been flying with her. It's just a dream, a dream less than a quarter of an hour. When she wakes up, she has to keep going.

the Zhonghe hall arrived soon. He slowed down. She took a deep breath and asked loudly, "what are you bringing me here for? You're crazy! "

Zhonghe palace is his bedroom. She has only been here once. She always thinks it's too empty and cold. It's no wonder he's...