"Lord, lord!" The soup bowl screamed a few times, struggled, and opened its eyes. Above her head, there were one clear beam after another, looking so similar to the roof of the wing house where she slept. The soup bowl turned his head again to look at the quilt he was covering himself—it was also familiar...... After being stunned for a long time, she suddenly...

Chapter 36 of "The National Teacher's Husband is Not Easy to Mess with" The wind and rain are coming in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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