"You're here." Zhuo Xi turned around, and Yun Ji saw those eyes without any surprise or emotion.

Seeing him glance at himself, I heard him say, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, Yunji." ”

Yun Ji got up, his body was hit with pain, and the pain made tears brew from his eyes, swallowed his throat, and withdrew the tears. Raise your chin.

"Yes, lift up your proud head. I just like the way you look. ”

Zhuo Xi's eyes were rippling with a smile.

A hand was held out to her: "You come here." ”

Yun Ji looked at him and didn't move.

Zhuo Xi smiled: "Why do you only do it now, the incense ashes in the incense burner are almost full." ”

Yun Ji's throat was dry, "What kind of spell are you?" ”

Zhuo Xi withdrew his hand and smiled heartily: "It's not a spell, it's just my place, those plants and buildings, in the face of them don't want to let people leave, will move by themselves." ”