C215 The No1 Black Powder of the Red Shadow Emperors(9)

Ye Qinghe laid the mat in the corner of the yard and curled himself up under the thin blanket while trembling, exposing only his furry head.

At the moment, he was still awake, wholeheartedly counting the ants on the ground.

There were several dim lights in the yard.

Her long black eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her pretty face, making her seem like a well-behaved child