A man lay on the bed, moonlight, and fell to the ground along the window.

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed, I sing the moon and wander. Looking up at the bright moon, the shadow became three people. I'm a poetry tailor. ”

Lu Fusheng put his hands behind his head and lay quietly on the bed, enjoying the silence of the night. This is a rare leisure time since coming to Bo'an City.

should have had a good night's sleep, but Lu Fusheng couldn't sleep, this was the second insomnia in Lu Fusheng's life. It may be that there is no snoring sound that I have long been accustomed to, and I can't sleep in a quiet and comfortable environment.

Maybe even if Anne was in the room next to her now, she shouldn't be able to hear it......

Chapter 148 of "Mo Shang Shop" Wake up late? I am hitting the hand, please wait a moment,

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