The sun is just right.

Givenin sat in a rocking chair under the porch, his right hand resting on his cheek, basking in the sun.

Not far away, an artificial waterfall more than ten meters high cascades down.

The breeze with water vapor on the face is very soothing.

Givenin racked his brains and thought for a while...

"Deadly Sanskrit" Chapter 0205 Shui Qingchen, it's different It's hitting in your hand, please wait a moment,

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