After half past seven, Fu's mother stopped Fu's father's chess game.

"Don't go down, I'll smile and pack up my things, you let them go back early and rest early," Fu's mother said loudly to Fu's father.

"Pack something?" Dad Fu stared at the chess game and said...

"After Wearing the Book, She Became a Passerby" Chapter 112 Packing up things is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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