Among the many colorful plaided papers

My favorite is the blank paper

There are not so many worldly constraints

At noon the next day...

There was an extra bunch of pink lilies on the head of the bed, the scattered fruits were neatly arranged, and the bamboo sticks firmly inserted on the fruit plate fell...

The elegant little boy on the bed frowned tiredly, and his eyes glanced at the gray pigeon tree outside the window from time to time.

The drooping eyelids tried to escape from the shackles of sleepiness again and again, and the little eyes that puffed up and squinted struggled hard.

"What's wrong? Little one, is there a little better today? "Guess this point in time......

Chapter 129 of "Meeting You on the Streets of Wind and Rain" The pink lily is being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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