C168 A Primal Appreciation of the Sky

The scenery of Jiang-Nan water village had always been the favorite of the girls, and the pretty girls of Phoenix Pavilion were no exception. Walking with Qiqi, looking at the main streets of Yangzhou, the bustle of Luocheng, Chen Yu's mind recalled the poem: frost down the moon upstairs, the moon singing Yangzhou. Looking at the Drunken Dance Initiative, without knowing it