Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

Qin Luoyan draped her cloak over his shoulders. Seeing him smile, she smiled back. "Is it done",Qin Luoyan walked blankly to Fu Zimo's side, staring at the two characters "Xiao Fan" on the tombstone, and suddenly burst into tears.,"This life, I owe him." Fu Zimu said faintly, pulling Qin Luoyan to kneel before Xiao Fan's grave again.。