Lin Zixuan entered the room and had lived here for a long time.

Lin Zixuan is very familiar with the surrounding furnishings.

The skylight of the balcony was opened, and the time at the moment was about seven o'clock in the evening.

The moonlight had just shrouded, and the scenery was beautiful, but few people would appreciate it.

Dong Qinglime sat on a single sofa and didn't say a word.

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