Iris Yi slowly recovered consciousness from her sleep. When she woke up, the room was still dark. She only heard the small movements. She hoarse and asked: “What time is it?”
“It’s still early, it doesn’t matter if you sleep for a while.”
The sound coming from not far behind is calm and clear, and it seems to have been awake for a while.
Iris Yi caged the quilt on the bed, and said that every time I was different from the imagination, I would like to know what is “Wen Cun” on the day, and two people are chatting on the bed, thinking about it. so shy.
However, the greasy guide… still makes people feel too nauseating.
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