One hundred thousand two hundred and eight days

One hundred thousand two hundred and eight days

The fire tree safflower, the child fruit mother tree cold eyes see the world warm and cool. The breeze blows on the face, and the air in the forest flows slowly. It's a spring morning, but the leaves lie on their back quietly. His body is covered with a white women's long gown, but the shadows in the gown are nowhere to be found.

look at the lying Ye Kong. He has completely entered the dream. He has a little shortness of breath. His nose is flapping rapidly. Obviously, his dream is not as peaceful as now.

Ye Kong did not know what happened. He was pushed by Hong Mengni's...

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