Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

Qin Luoyan draped her cloak over his shoulders. Seeing him smile, she smiled back. "Is it done","This is…" Her gaze fell on Fu Zimo's back, her eyes instantly moistening because Fu Zimo was already kneeling before a small tombstone.,He inserted three burning incense sticks into the censer, then turned to beckon her over. "Come here, and have a chat with your senior brother," he said.。