C49 Suspected to be the Mark of an Enchanting Spring Dream

The sunlight shone through the curtains onto Chen Mu's somewhat dark back.

The thing he was pressing down on was Ji Xiaotao's white and flowery body.

One of them was a half-grown boy who ran crazily on the village road all day long. Every day, he would either work or hit the chicken and scold the dogs. The chicken coop is less than the duck coop