The night was slightly dark, and in the evening, when Ah Yuan knocked on Song Qinghui's door again, no one answered after knocking three times.

"Miss?" She was puzzled for a moment, then hesitantly pushed open the door, "Ah Yuan has come in." ”

The house was empty, the windows were wide open, and the night breeze blew, rolling up a room of gauze and flying.

A piece of paper was pressed under the teacup on the table, and the top ......

"Eunuch Pet Zangjiao" Chapter 32 Thirty-two, dodge is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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