This whole night, he basically squandered it, and Jiang Lian rarely slept until nine o'clock in the morning, and then was called back to the city bureau by phone.

Qin Man continued to shrink in the quilt, sleeping until he had no time to think.

She was woken up by the ringing of the doorbell, lifted the quilt, closed her eyes and went to the ground, and went to open the door in a daze.

"Don't you have a key?"

As soon as the door opened, it was a middle-aged woman who looked well-maintained, looking at her bones, she was a beautiful embryo when she was young. She carried a bag full of greens sticking out of the bag.

The two of them looked at each other, both stunned.

Qin Man hadn't woken up yet, and asked with a yawn.

"Who are you?"

Middle-aged women......

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