Thinking of his own lady, her face like a peach blossom in March, her pink was red, and she fled in a hurry, Su Zhe had a smile on the corner of her mouth for a long time, and it was difficult to suppress it. Dreaming at night, it's all her posture.

When he woke up the next morning, he felt the wetness on his clothes, and remembered the dream he had had last night, and his ears couldn't help but flush with a bang.

I got up in a hurry and dug out my clothes from the closet, but because one arm was hanging with a bandage, the more anxious I was, the more I couldn't change it.

Hearing the movement outside, it was Chen Yuanyuan who got up, and his footsteps came from far and near, as if he was about to push the door in.

Chapter 141 of "The Soul Wears into Su Zhe's Wife" Removing the bandage is being hit by hand, please wait a while,

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