author:<p>Citrine<
state:serializing
brief introduction:
The bright moon hung high, at the end of the corridor.,Xiao Quan turned his head slightly, glancing at the person who was so arrogant.,The moon was shining on the ground. Xiao Quan shook his head. If he hadn't traveled through time, he would be at a KTV right now, singing and drinking. How wonderful that would have been!。