A blocking understand drunk, who tonight's the slumped. Strayed into the town without power, out of arm between Ruan Ji. Eight Immortals of people, and I all have cents Yuan Ming Qi know, words suddenly drunk talk. Occasionally this thing true, then over heaven and earth first. Can also wake up drunk the wine, the feel nothing yet. Migration of summer breeze wash, even the rain reminder harvest. Bedside Boya Jun, the son with words.