The crisp sound of "jingle bells" poured down along the bamboo bridge. On the clear and transparent water, the blue sky is reflected, which seems to be real and illusory, and it is beautiful. A few flocks of birds flew through the air, and they shouted as if they were looking up to the sky.

After the loud birdsong, Lin Yimian turned his head.

Seeing the two people standing in front of the fountain, she sighed slightly. I really don't want to see it, but I always ......

Chapter 57 Blue is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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