The sea breeze that rushed through, with a bit of freshness.
The sky is blue.
A few pieces of white clouds were fluttering.
Sunny, blue sky and white clouds, weather... that's nice.
At a height of 1,000 meters, Nangong Yiren 's figure plunged down sharply, and the eyebrows looked calmly at this day. Three thousand blue silks, the slings of the body were fluttering around the white skirt.
"sister Nan Gong!"
There was already a very weak shout from the ear. Nangong Yiren looked at the direction of the white wolf, but a couple of seconds of effort had already crossed the kilometer.
"I… I should not get you in trouble.
Since he wants me, give me to him.
You are his most treasured person, this is also... My only repayment to him."
just…
"I want to...
The figure was falling like a wind, and the eyes were filled with love for that person, and slowly closed.
