The moon of the fifteenth is sixteen round, and today is the fourteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, and the moon is already a circle.

This year's autumn came at the right time, and after a few rains, the wind was getting cooler day by day.

Finally, the previous heat was swept away, and people were much more comfortable without the torment of summer.

At least I can get a good night's sleep.

An Qiyu thought that the weather was not so hot, and if Lin Dingkuo's affairs went according to plan, in case of accidents, the weather would be cold, and the wound would not pus.

But she only dared to spin around in her head with this idea, and she naturally didn't dare to say it.

Lin Dingkuo......

"The Dream of Light Rain" one hundred and three is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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