C118 I'll Make You a Bowl of Porridge

The day seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye today. No, not in the blink of an eye, but in the blink of an eye.

When Qin Aohan closed her eyes, the sky was slightly bright. When she opened her eyes again, the sky was still slightly bright, but it was around seven o'clock in the evening. She stretched her waist and her chest was puffed up with a tall mountain peak