When the light gradually filled the sky from the east, Song Qing'an was poked out of his head.

Her eyes were crimson, and she was suffocated by the quilt.

As soon as she turned over and moved to one side, a long arm grabbed her behind her and fished her back.

"Princess, wake up?"

Pei Qing's chin rested on her smooth shoulder, her narrow eyes narrowed, and her tone was lazy: "It's still early, rest a little longer." ”

Song Qingan yawned at the right time and said to himself

Chapter 126 of "The Sparrow in the Palm of the Eunuch" One day is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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