It's snowing! You gently tell me.
Mask HouseSo I opened the window, wind waves hit, raging in the wind to dry climate in the north, but I heard the Southland drifting snow sound...
Sitting in the window of the twelfth lunar month,
Mask House opened the curtain of light blue, gray tone, as always, in the window of the diffuse, seems to be looking for to any beautiful. In front of the office, I do not know who shed a few drops of water, the twinkling of an eye into a small ice. The climate is dry and cold, naturally can not find the source of warmth. And I would put my mind light fall in this paper Sujian, in the text of the fragrance for themselves add many warm, add a color, over this
Nutrilite Hong Konghrough the guts of chill in the winter.
