The morning dawn is shining, and the breeze is gentle. A pair of swallows were whispering softly on the beam, but at this moment, the crisp and pleasant voice of Yanyu listened to Wei Qing's ears through the window railing, but it completely turned into another kind of urging, and ------

"Miss should wear this one, this one is festive."

"No, no, it's still a good texture and style, which can better call our lady's temperament."

"Our young lady's temperament, the saint has said, that's called... The little maid who was talking was ...... and suddenly got stuck in her shell, what was it called, she was waiting in the front hall that day, obviously listening to what the saint said himself, why can't she remember it now......

Look at her fascinated ......

"The Third Miss Who Digs the Pit, She's a Little Sassy" Chapter 144 Lost Your Father? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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