When Ji Xue woke up, the heavy rain of last night was long gone. The charcoal stove in the study was about to go out, and the gloomy light fell on his face through the window that opened a gap.

He turned his head silently and saw Song Qinghui lying on the couch, breathing for a long time.

Her wrist was still in the palm of his hand, and he subconsciously grabbed her when he was unconscious, with little strength, but Song Qinghui did not break free.

She chose to stay by his side.

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Chapter 45 of "Eunuch Pet Zangjiao" Forty-five, the wind and cold are hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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