C188 Bad rule

Spring came next year, everything in the world was coming back to life, the scenery was pleasant, and everywhere was green.

The weather was good. The bed and the wooden closet in the room were scorched by the sun, removing the moisture brought by the cold winter.

"Dingdang!"

The bag under the bed made a sound, the sound of jade bottles knocking against each other.

Wang Shuo took it out