Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

She opened her eyes, looking at him with resentment, her puffed-up appearance was rather amusing to Fu Zimo.,He was lighting incense, his movements were reverent and his attitude sincere. It was a side of Fu Zimuo she had never seen before. In this world, Qin Luoyan had never seen anyone who could make him kneel and worship.,The wind in the mountains was a little chilly, mixed with the scent of herbs.。