Song Qinghui's face was slightly red from the hot water, she was buried in Ji Fuxue's arms, and the familiar breath made her uncontrollably indulge in it for a long time.

The person in front of him, through the wind and snow, has endured all the hardships, and only came for her.

Such handsome and beautiful eyebrows, beautiful and affectionate eyelashes, and the flesh and bones that were born for her and were willing to die for her......

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Chapter 138 of "The Eunuch Pet Hidden Jiao" One hundred and thirty-eight, don't cry is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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