The autumn wind blew and smothered.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, this battle has entered its peak.

Looking up, watching the direction of the disappearance of the night, Ouyang flew a little frown.

He is very clear about what kind of feelings this person has for the moon.

That proud cloud country's marriage.

It is clear that knowing the play of Haoyue is still gentle and right, perfect match.

In the end, I sent food to the grass, only to fear that she was bullied.

He didn't know other things, but he knew it very well.

This person, the heart of this alone night is not so deep.

There was no sigh in my heart.

It’s just a pity that it’s not like him.

However, he knows how to give up and he is not deeply involved.

And this alone night, I am afraid, I am afraid... oh...

Shaking his head slightly, Ouyang Yufei bowed his head.

If you meet this alone night in the first month, I am afraid that this result will change.

If you meet him first, I am afraid that this ending will still be rewritten.

Resentful, they are all one step late.

The mind made such thoughts, but the eyes did not intend to sweep into the face of Haoyue. The dark eyes were opened at this time, gazing at the direction of the solitary night.

Very light, very deep, very helpless.

Mixed feelings that can't be said.

Only this one, Ouyang Yufei suddenly suddenly lost.

Haoyue knows that Haoyue understands.

However, she could not give the same feelings, so she ignored it as if she did not see it.

Very cold, very ruthless.

But is it really ruthless and cold?

"You talk about you doing nothing to provoke so much debt." Like sigh, it seems a bit strange, Ouyang Yufei looked at Haoyue's eyes.

Haoyue heard the words and looked back at the eyes of the lonely night, looking at Ouyang Yufei.

Did not answer.

Just so deep, faint, watching Ouyang fly.

When Ouyang Yufei said this, he knew that he was a Menglang.

This is the month that I am going to provoke myself. Here, he should be very clear.

Haoyue never took the initiative to provoke them.

It’s just the wind, the temperament, the person who does things, it’s really a favorite.