Cinnabar mole brand

In the eyes of outsiders, the dark forest is surrounded by danger and mist, but in the eyes of Weisheng Chongnian, probably except for a wizard with long horns and wings, there are cherry blossoms flying all over the sky.

"Hmm..." Weisheng Chongnian wrapped his arms around the person emotionally, "It's not good, you should be less..."

Chu Sha breathed a sigh of relief, the light blue magic fell on Weisheng Chongnian, and set up a bed, "Just bear with it and it will pass."

The lost bird broke into this field of fallen flowers, and was swept across its body by a piece of fallen flowers, blood spilled out, staining the pink petals red, and the bird's body was singing about the cloud and rain.

"Yeah." Weisheng Chongnian turned his head with a frown, and touched the wings on Chu Sha's back with his fingers, which caused Chu Sha to treat him more rudely, "I won't touch you anymore, take it easy..."

I press my lips to your full golden cup;

Rest the gaunt brow in your hands;

I sometimes inhale your leisurely fragrance,

That sweet breath that sometimes draws your soul;

Weisheng Chongnian was a little shy looking at the flower bed lying on his back, his blushing face with his back to Chu Sha was even more imaginative than flowers falling on the ground, he grabbed a cane and clenched his fists, repeating in pain and joy Struggling, unable to free himself, and reluctant to leave, his soft moan was more painful than the moment the bird died.