The bright yellow body was lying in front of the bed, with a slender waist.

Mu Zihan rarely dreams. But at this time, he fell into a dream and couldn't get out.

Her brow furrowed.

It's not so much a dream as a memory.

From God's point of view, she watched the little girl with pigtails squatting on the ground and counting the ants.

The little girl looked no more than eight or nine years old.

Suddenly, someone ran up to her and kicked the wreath of flowers in her hand that had been broken from a willow branch.

"At a young age, you know how to dress up, and you must not learn well in the future

"After Marrying the Crazy Prince Chongxi" Chapter 32 Marry Me, Your Highness is not losing is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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