The apricot blossoms are slightly raining, the willows are still clinging, and the weeping begonias are curling Tingting, reflecting in the green waves of the Qinhuai River.

In front of the riverside building on the bank of the Qinhuai River, a gorgeous carriage with the word "Fu" was slowly parked.

As soon as the carriage stopped, the light gauze curtain was lifted by a jade cave flute, and the indigo brocade robe, the good-looking Lang Jun bent over, raised his legs and got off the carriage unhurriedly, and then handed his hand in the direction of the carriage and led down a girl wearing a scarlet embroidered butterfly and playing with flowers.

"After Withdrawing from My Family, My Fiancé Was Attacked by Me" Chapter 257 The Past Is Not Chasing The Hand is Hitting, Please Wait a Moment,

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