Chen Qiong sat on the bed, the quilt fell under the bed without knowing it, the room was very cold, but Chen Qiong's heart was even colder.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of gentle movement outside the door, Chen Qiong was startled, and said in a hoarse voice: "Who?!" ”

Hand hit...... Hand hit......

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