Morning.

The sun rises as usual.

It was already cold, the morning sun was shining on my body, it was warm, and the pedestrians on the road were in a hurry.

In Cai Yuanqi's residence, sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows and is projected on the dining table.

The heating came in the room, the temperature was good, and it was very comfortable.

"Xiangjiang: When the Wind Rises Again" Chapter 112 Concerned about making money Miles, let Wu Zhihui come to fish for people is hitting with his hand, please wait a moment,

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