Noon.

Givenin made a table of good dishes.

Shui Qingchen was stunned for a long time before putting down the book in his hand.

Although he knew that there was no third person in this huge Qingyi Garden except for him and her, he still asked in disbelief:

"It's yourself...

Chapter 0305 of "Deadly Sanskrit" The tampered memory is being hit by the hand, please wait a moment,

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