Half shade does not rain, the bridal chamber depth, up to the door moist Fang Chen. Ding Jin ancient furnace, thin smoke, launched into a ray of Qingyun. Luo Qi Jiao spring. War rope Cuixiu, laughter provoked Lanfen. Song feast strike early, fighting off the evening is best. Upstairs read much beauty. With the submerged heart, learning all burning blue candle stub. And people do not, fight like this, always keep the aroma of these children. I remember the Pro points. Luo Yu donated towels and do at the thick smoke. A look back to open a heavy smell back heartbroken.