C1104 I will only marry you, not the Tang Family.

Under the night sky, the street lamps were cold. Many moths were constantly striking the lamps, continuing this ancient tradition of 'moths to the flame'. On the ground, the corpse of a moth.

"Are you okay?" Under the street lamp, Tang Yuyan's voice was very gentle.

"It's fine, I'm fine." Xia Lei said, and then said: "In the future, pay more attention to the people who have come over from Japan