C171 Hate to the bone

"Yes sir!" Zhen Niang bowed respectfully, carried Little Xuan out of the fence and brought the small door up.

Tonight, the moonlight was exceptionally gentle, just like her current mood. There was a faint fragrance, but also a faint hint of worry.

The autumn wind blew gently, causing one to fall asleep.

The mountain in the middle of the night was somewhat cool. Gradually