Song Qitang stared at the text message silently.

The soft light flowed all over her body like mercury, enveloping her clear and quiet side face, and silently sneaked into those lacquered eyes.

She casually threw away her mobile phone, turned off the desk lamp with an indifferent face, and walked to the bathroom to tidy up her toiletries.

The things on the washstand are all in the eye, unlike before in the Song family, her bathroom is almost a second powder room.

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