Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Night Travels Without Asking the Way Home
A black curtain only enveloped the whole sky, and the few stars hidden in it only tried their best to drill out, and in a flash, they began to watch how the bustle of the street slowly sank into silence.
At this moment, a shop was about to close, but the shopkeeper just looked at the three people sitting on the table who had begun to collapse on top of the table.
Xiao Er brought another pot of wine, and the three of them didn't say a few words.
Ling Shinian just took the pot of wine that had just come up.
Just took it......
Chapter 89 of "The Glimpse of the Lake" Chapter 89 The night is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,
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