The winter nights are wonderful, the stars are shining outside, the summer cicadas are quiet, and the street lamps are faintly shining.

Occasionally, a cold wind blows the branches of the trees in the yard, swaying gently, and hanging long shadows.

Being in the warmth of home is a completely different feeling.

Zhou Zhongqing sat on a chair in the center of the living room, holding a guitar in his arms, and he wore a pair of coffee-colored gloves, revealing ten slender hands with distinct knots

"Kill This Ghost" Chapter 79 You're really here tonight It's a hand hit, please wait a moment,

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