In the blink of an eye, it was March, and Lingxiushan took off his silver-white coat and put on a vibrant new outfit. Between breaths, the nose is filled with the aroma of herbs.

My heart finally came to life with the departure of the cold winter, and a trace of sweetness like the spring flowers quietly bloomed.

The moonlight shone like silver with starlight, and shone through the half-open window.

In the study in the front yard of the other garden, I walked around to the back of the man who was waiting for a book, and knelt gently

Chapter 99 of "The Joy of the World". Wen Xiang is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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