Liang Yueying came back early, and it was rare to see that the Shuai Mansion was so quiet and deserted, and Adjutant Lin was nowhere to be seen.

He took a few steps upstairs and buried his little head in the quilt, with the smell of oil paint on his body.

Shuangyan said something at the door, but he didn't listen carefully until he gradually fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but I woke up and hurriedly pulled my clothes, prepared to wash up and go out to school, and ......

Chapter 32 of "The Fragrance of Clothes Stained with Rain and Dew" Am I a pervert, don't you know? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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