Images Started to Move Chapter 43

It rained heavily last night. A pot of green plants on the windowsill endured the beating of the heavy rain all night long. With the irrigation of the rain, it became more and more beautiful.

The sudden rain has just stopped, and the first ray of sunlight in the morning shines into the bedroom through the window.

The biological clock formed over the years allows Ethan Tang to wake up on time.

I subconsciously wanted to stretch, but found that my left hand was paralyzed.

He looked down at the little fleshy face pressed on his hands, with a satisfied smile on his slightly frowned brows.