Back on the bank of the Fenglin River, Xiao Changqing chose the bedroom next to Shen Jiayin.

"Good night." Shen Jiayin yawned and waved his hand, pushed the door in.

"Jiaojiao."

Shen Jiayin stopped his movements suspiciously, and turned his head to look at him. "What's wrong?"

Xiao Changqing's expression was very serious, and his tone was also very serious.

"This is no longer our time, there is no national crisis, there is no national survival, so can you not always think about being the first

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