The cool autumn breeze mixed with moisture rolled up the skirt, and the raindrops the size of beans were wet in the fluttering, and fell slippery and stuck to the legs.

Shui Yiren still raised her head, looking at the sky where the silver dragon roared, and was stunned, one or two naughty rains were swept up by the wind on her face, and a water stain appeared...

Chapter 219 of "Picking Up a General to Farm", the Heat is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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