Good daylight.

It's just a sunny day. The ice shuttles on the eaves have melted. Tick-tock, the sound fell to my ears like rain.

I lay down in a rocking chair in the courtyard, raised my hands to block the daylight, and watched as the transparent light passed through my fingers, leaving a pink silhouette.

It's still winter, but the temperature has risen a lot.

There was a sound of clothes rubbing around me, and I didn't reply: "Cuihan, tea!" ”

After a burst of teacups clashing and water flowed, the delicate jasper teacup was handed to me.

I drank it all.

Place the teacup on the table next to you.

"It's the second year of junior high school, and I don't know what's going on in the palace? There is no imperial decree coming out, Yuan Qing and they don't want to ......

Chapter 118 of "The Lonely Girl in Troubled Times" Don't forget what night and night is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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