"This quilt is so thick. It seems that you have to pat it hard!" Chen Yuan's mood suddenly changed from cloudy to clear, just like the sun in the sky.

It's three o'clock in the afternoon. It's a good time for sunshine.

"Come on, this stick is for you. Give me a good knock, and the quilt will have to be sunbathed to become fluffy and soft!" Xiao Fang handed Chen Yuan tools.

Chen Yuan laughed: "That's right, as long as these preparations are well done, this winter will be much better!"

Yeah, as long as the abortion is delayed or the death is a dead body, that is comfortable,...