But the morning sun had risen as usual, shining on a vast white snow, which was a little dazzling. When the snow melted, it was so cold, so chilling, Yi Jing adjusted the temperature in the room to 30 degrees Celsius, and her forehead was so hot that she sweated finely, but she still felt cold.

I cried all night, my eyes were red and swollen, and my face and lips were so pale that I didn't look like a normal person.

It's past breakfast time, and everyone who should go to work has gone to work, but Yi Jing didn't go downstairs, Wang Wanruo slowly simmered crucian carp soup with low heat early in the morning, and deliberately left it for Yi Jing. Seeing that people can't come down, my heart is full of anxiety. I sent it up, knocked on the door for more than a minute, and the people inside finally ......

"He is gentle himself" 075 What step can he take the initiative to hit in his hand, please wait a moment,

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