In the afternoon, the Dai family is particularly quiet, the four walls are made of bamboo-hollow blue-green mountain grass, the cool breeze penetrates, and it is wrapped in the cool meaning of penetrating the spleen.

Luo Yunzai was dressed in a gray knee-length coat, leaning quietly on the back of the chair with his eyes slightly closed, and his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table.

'Boom. The phone rang, and he took it and scratched it open.

Yan Zixi is here. ’

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