C619 Fire Cloud Bird

The night passed quickly. Hong Feixue was still engrossed in Ho Liao's story, unable to pull herself away, while Ho Liao had already risen and quietly left with the little white fox in his arms. By the time Hong Feixue snapped back to reality, Ho Liao's figure had vanished, leaving her with a sudden feeling of melancholy and loss.

After spending so much time together