Heavenly Tang Brocad

A scantily clad young boy sat on the roof, holding a flask of liquor in his hand and taking sips from time to time, sighing heavily.,It's all dad's fault, if he had named me Fang Shiling it would have been much better...,Fang Junqiang endured his worry and grief, picking up a wonton and putting it in his mouth, but he couldn't taste it.。