On the fifth day of the first year, I was scared by my sudden angry voice. Fortunately, we didn't work together for the first day. He woke up immediately and looked at the bed quickly. His face suddenly changed.

on the fifth day of the first half of the year, I held the peach stick tightly and kept it straight in front of the room. I looked like an enemy.

"on the fifth day of the first year, what happened? What happened?" After a few breaths, Liang Siqi responded and asked nervously.

I didn't speak on the fifth day of the first year, but I just grasped the peach stick...