"Which house do we sleep in, it's cold to death, it's cold to death, it's cold in pajamas alone." Xiao Han opened the room closer to the kitchen.

"That's it." Grandma picked up an extra quilt from another room, threw it on the bed, and laid it out in twos and threes, "There is an electric blanket, open it yourself." ”

Xiao Han threw himself on the bed, shrunk into the quilt and pressed the phone open, and Su Xia huddled next to him to change the battery of the cochlea.

"Xiao Han, how did you get this leg?"

"Who else can there be except Wang Chuan, it's okay, it's all over."

"I knew he wasn't a good person, Chen Xinyan didn't say anything?" Grandpa was also standing next to the bed, Xiao Han was not sitting, nor was he standing......

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