The laughter came out through the curtain tent, adding some life to the original quiet palace, looking extra vibrant.

Ahya held the book, sitting on the small couch, gently reading the book, under the eyes and lips, are inexhaustible tenderness.

Zhou Yuanyuan lying on his back, twirling a piece of sweet-root golden silk roll in his hand, probing to read the contents of the book, his mouth still screaming: "If it were me, I would bang - give that thief a punch and beat him to the ...