The morning light is sprinkled with gold, and the warmth is surging.

After a night of hangover, Jiang Lanxi slept soundly, but when she opened her eyes lazily, she felt that there was a figure in front of her, her cold side face outlined perfect lines, her eyes were often dark and dense, and her skin was as tender as flawless white jade, clear and white.

Jiang Lanxi never thought that she would dream of sharing a bed with Liang Zhaoqing, could it be that she had reached the point of having a spring dream?

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