This woman's expression was very solemn, as if she was a bottle of Buddha.

It was a far cry from the appearance of the little mouse in front of him.

He stood outside the threshold and watched quietly as she knelt on the futon, her forehead pressed against her hands to worship the Buddha.

It's like a painting, quiet and beautiful.

The entourage next to him wanted to remind him, but when he saw him waving his hand to keep quiet, he quickly covered his mouth and stood up.

looked at Gu Deyin with a little scrutiny and surprise,

Chapter 55 of "Houmen's Abandoned Woman, She is a Black Heart Lotus" Where can an egg touch a stone? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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