Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

Wu Yi let out a long sigh and remained silent for a while.,He was lighting incense, his movements were reverent and his attitude sincere. It was a side of Fu Zimuo she had never seen before. In this world, Qin Luoyan had never seen anyone who could make him kneel and worship.,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.。