There was only a dim night light flickering beside the bed, and only the sound of futon could be heard in the quiet space.

Xie Zhao tightened Jiang Huaiyu's neck, and her thin lips pressed against his chin to go down, she couldn't hear his voice anymore.

The words were reduced to messy fragments, unable to form a complete sentence.

Both of them were tired and tired that day, one was sick, but he was still trying to cater to ,......

Chapter 362 Don't be in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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