Lan Xi Ling an

Before long, the heavy footsteps and armor came out with schadenfreude, and the room was "hissing". I was pushed back. It seems that people's eyes are bright: "Ah an, you are back..." The bearer is my husband, the emperor of the DPRK, Ling an he still has a bit of cold outside, and he puts the box in his hand on it at will. The voice is clear: "Your birthday ceremony "...