One hundred and thirty-one How good it would be if he could speak
She didn't know how long she had been unconscious, and when she woke up, it was pitch black outside, Zhang Dazhu was by her side, looking very haggard, the stubble on her face had grown, and her hair seemed to have not been taken care of for a long time, looking very sloppy.
Looking at such a big bamboo, Chu Jiaoer couldn't help but reach out and touch the stubble on his chin, it felt a little prickly, the big bamboo itself is not very easy to grow a beard, so looking at this length, it should have been a few days.
And what about her...... I guess I've been in a coma for a long time......
Suddenly, Zhang Dazhu raised his head suddenly, just in time to meet Chu Jiao'er's gaze.
Chu Jiao'er had the illusion of being caught, and couldn't help but retract her hand: "You're awake." ”<
"The Wife of the Melon Field: The Handsome Dumb Man is a Little Silly" One hundred and thirty-one How good it would be if he could talk is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,
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