A deep mountain, a stream, and a man washing fruit.

Looking at the dress, it seems to be a village woman, just looking back, such a beautiful face, graceful and elegant temperament, obviously a nobleman.

Suddenly, a three- or four-year-old child ran over with a deflated face.

"Mom, Mom, she hit me in vain."

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"The Wildest Waste" Chapter 57 Time is like a dream (finale) is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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