Seeing this, Song Wenli picked up the remote control from the bedside table and pressed it against the window.

There was a rustling sound, and when the curtains were closed, the room was much darker.

Lin Yimian raised his arm, put it down, and then grabbed the blanket again.

Song Wenli took his mobile phone and sent several messages out.

The glaring light is gone......

Chapter 297 Tiredness is hitting in the hand, please wait a while,

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