Wheeling Gull Isle every night i just poured my heart

she speaking chinese

To hear Ruò call something pretty was an interesting matter. Huā always perceived her as a bit cold, and so such words were surprising. Did nature tug Ruò's heart in a way she would not often express aloud? Mm, I think so too. I think... this will be where I sleep, maybe. As long as I go deep enough inside I don't have to worry about falling out in my sleep... and I can still see the ocean. She murmured as she yawned the sleep away. Have you chosen a den yet?