The man carried her in his arms, rolled down the stone path into the grass, and hid her behind a semicircular grave.

Her mouth and nose were still covered by the man, and her body was held in his arms, in front of the absolute physical difference, Shen Shuyan looked like a little chicken at this moment.

The familiar ebony incense reached her nose, but today the smell of his body was mixed with the smell of some incense.

But whatever......

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