my little spirit king, my sister. 。The tears that had just stopped flowing again, her vision blurred, Dai Yun'er suddenly threw herself into Long Yue's arms, "Long Yue gege, thank you" 。"Long Yue sigh...She was still a woman, looking like she was in her twenties. A light gauze veil covered her face, and she wore a white dress. 。Her delicate figure was partially concealed by the white sand, and a pale hand reached out, pointing at Ye Xinglan's nape. 。Stars reappeared, appearing with pinpoint accuracy behind their own head. 。A crisp "ding" sound 。g my son-in-law It's just that this boy is too arrogant. 。"Hmph!"Dài Yún'ér let out a low chuckle and said, “Father, don’t be angry! After knowing Tang Wulin for so long, actually, I still have some...