"Ning Ning, do you miss me?" Looking at Ning Qingling, who was looking at the photo, Qianmo asked cautiously, he really missed her after not seeing her for so many days!

Qianmo couldn't wait to know if Ning Qingling felt this way about her. The kind of longing that is not seen for a day is like every other autumn.

Chapter 144 of "Clear Soul is Not Clear" A day is not seen as if it were three autumns in the middle of a hand, please wait a moment,

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