Dongchun Pavilion was originally a place for guests to stay in He Fu, and the house was not very big, but it was very clean. The sandalwood in the ding is burning, and the fragrance is fragrant. Lin Nan covered his head, only feeling a splitting headache, but he couldn't sleep, this taste is also known without thinking about it

Hand hit...... Hand hit......

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