By the time we got back to the villa, it was late.

Wang Yintong felt a little tired and didn't want to turn on the lights, anyway, the indoor furnishings were very familiar.

She felt a little pain in her ankle, so she slipped into her slippers and slowly dragged them in the direction of the sofa.

"Smack!" The floor lamp next to the sofa suddenly lit up.

Li Yuanjing was wearing home clothes and was originally leaning back on the sand ......

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