"Bang-"

The door closed again.

When Chu Zige rearranged the clothes on his body and walked behind the screen again, Li Zijun was busy cleaning the room.

The scorching sun hit her body, and the morning wind blew through the crane paper window, slowly blowing, and the agarwood on the case seemed to dance.

The morning sun indulges in the red dwarf, and the breeze falls into the gentleness of sincerity.

The brocade quilt on the bed has been

"Fairy, Please Be Reserved" Chapter 169 That ...... Try again tonight? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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