The heartbeat was long enough to raise the throat and eyes.

Feng Xiaoyu looked at the handwriting on it, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly sunken, as if she was facing a great enemy.

The bystanders hadn't noticed anything.

Just beckoned, let them into the house, it was cold outside.

Zhao Huai stood inside the door, turned his face, looked at Feng Xiaoyu's stunned expression, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Feng Xiaoyu can be recalled......

Chapter 101 of "The Spring Breeze in the Willow Waist" This year is very sad It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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