C101 Dreaming about Your Parents

In the Peach Blossom Hollow, the peach blossoms in the valley swayed gently with the wind, filling the entire Qing Qiu. The sun was setting in the west, the sun was like fire, and the large clouds were like roasted fat. They floated seductively above their heads, as if they could bite through their mouths.

The Little Fox finally looked away reluctantly