Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

Qin Luoyan hugged Fu Zimu's waist, but her heart was filled with a warmth she had never felt before. Perhaps, in this turbulent world of ever-changing fortunes, she was only a small force pushing things forward. But when all the dust settled, they were both still alive. That was already very good, very good.,After swaying for more than an hour, the carriage finally came to a stop.,She opened her eyes, looking at him with resentment, her puffed-up appearance was rather amusing to Fu Zimo.。