Blood-red eyes gazed at those wicked ones, Yun An'an slowly stretched out her jade hand and gently stroked Bei Chen Lin's cheek.,Wang Zhanggui, who was soundly asleep, heard someone say there was a fire. He thought it was a dream at first, but as the flames grew brighter and fiercer, he opened his eyes to see for himself.,To build this little courtyard, he spent a fortune and hired specialized craftsmen to design every brick and tile.。