Today's weather is indeed a little more gloomy than before, and the whole sky is foggy, but this autumn rain refuses to fall like a shy little girl, leaving only an unpredictable pool of ash in the world.

Stretching out of bed, Qin Huai opened his eyes and saw that it was already half past ten in the morning. Qin Huai rarely had a lazy sleep, although she didn't have to go to the morning shift, but Qin Huai had already gotten up every morning when the sun just came up.

It's not that she doesn't want to sleep a little longer, it's just that once people have something on their minds, even a good night's sleep will become a luxury. Looking out the window and the gloomy sky, Qin Huai sat down from the bed......

"Aladdin's Death Lamp" Chapter 172: Home is being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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