It's already dark, such as Huafeng Hall. Dreams like flowers can't sit still. She is charming. On her charming face, red and moist, and ashamed to say to herself, "Chen Jiu must come and look for the stars. They must do that. Do they want to go and see it by themselves?"

"As a teacher, I shouldn't have passed by myself, but the stars borrowed their own hangings. With socks, they must be more convenient when they do that. Did I supervise myself to see if they dirty themselves?" Dream like flower finally found a reason, or convinced himself, can not suppress the hearts of that dryness. Moving, he quietly...