Chapter Thirty-Five: Dying to Offer Incense, to Live for the

rrel box and then, holding onto Ye Qingyu's hand obediently, said with delight, "Qingyu sister, let's go find my brother!"That soft little hand, brings a warmth of a winter night.In the bustling marke...y, I had some matters to attend to on Jueming Island. Secondly, I wanted to observe the ceremony and participate in the sea festival. Well, Yang brother, do you have any advice"Among the crowd, her t...