"The old people hide in the tower to escape from the witch and the starry sky." Xu Yang observed the cemetery. Its design logic is similar to that of the old people's culture, and it is buried deep underground.

"So such a place can shield the influence of witches and stars?" Pan Ruiyi glanced around.

"Maybe." As soon as he finished speaking, Pan Ruiyi opened the mask, held Xu Yang's face and kissed him, mingling lips and tongue, smelling the scent on each other's face.

Their bodies pressed against each other as if they were going to burn each other

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