C529 Primary Opening of Sinus of Emotion

One hundred and forty-nine scriptures of the Tibetan Scripture

The spring wind in February is like a pair of scissors, but it is not able to cut away the feelings between the two hearts, blowing away each other's thoughts.

Zhang Xian had just sent Zhuang Qing a letter, and began to look forward to Zhuang Qing's reply.

Yue Yun and Zhang Xian walked side by side, armor crisscrossing