"Well..." Hiding in a man's arms, I feel the gentleness and indulgence of a man, and my grievances come out in a few days, and finally I cry out.

hearing Yan Ruolin's cry, Murong Hao can't help but hold her tightly, until she is tired of crying and sleeps, he gently lifts her up, returns to her bedroom, and places her on the bed.

looking at Yan Ruolin's sleeping face, Murong Hao can't help but reach out and touch it.

what's wrong with her? Why does she cry like this? Why doesn't she say anything to herself.

I asked about peach just now. I don't even know about peach.

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