Ninety-eight A box of silver

Zhang Dazhu looked at Chu Jiao'er, who had not woken up yet, and felt a burst of satisfaction in his heart, and the other party's even breathing was like spraying on his heart, making him only feel itchy in his chest.

It didn't take long for Chu Jiao'er to finally sigh and gradually wake up, as soon as she looked up, she saw Dazhu looking at her side, and then leaned into his arms, reached out to hug his waist, and rubbed his chest like a cat.

In the face of such Chu Jiaoer, Zhang Dazhu has never been resistant.

After an afternoon and a full night's sleep, Chu Jiaoer was full of energy at this time!

She barely slept well in the previous half month! Now that I'm home, I'm relaxed.

The person beside him touched Chu Jiao'er

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