The permanent adjutant drove.

Feng Jinzhou didn't say where he was going to take her.

The snow stopped, but there was a lot of snow on the road, thick, like ice sculptures.

A rare scene in Jiangcheng in winter, Zhang Shuhua nested on the other side of the car, lifted the curtain with one hand and looked out.

Feng Jinzhou changed the car, which was different from what he usually used to go in and out.

This one......

Chapter 88 I dreamed that you were hitting your hand, please wait a moment,

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