Butong put down his hand and bent his lips. "Shiye, my mood was very low before, but when I woke up that day and saw Zhang Ma lying on my bed sleeping, when today Qian Jin knelt in front of me and begged me to give him a chance to kill the law painting, when I saw you groaning for me, I knew that I could not go down any more, so you can rest assured I'm really all right. "

Tang poetry wept, "I wish you could think so. Do you know how scared I am at this time? I'm afraid that if something happens to you, when Grandpa...