‘Jingle jingle’
Early in the morning, Xin Xiaoxiao was still asleep, and she couldn’t fall asleep peacefully by the doorbell. She rubbed her sleepy eyes while opening the door.
The door opened, and the familiar fat figure came into view. She leaned against the door frame, looked at Xin Hailong, and asked lazily, “Why did your old man come here early in the morning?”
“Qingyang was hurt because of saving you, are you still sleeping at home?”
Here comes, the worry is coming.
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