Super Uncle

"Uncle, this place still offers shelter from the wind and rain. It's not bad to have a place to sleep.",The little servant was indignant, and Xiao Quan's eyes grew cold when he heard it. He let out a cold snort.,Under the moon, a slender maiden hid behind a nearby tree of longing, hearing Xiao Quan's poem. Her heart stirred, drunk in the quiet beauty of its imagery.。