He still remembered the last time that he had injured his arm because of training. The next day Qi Jie he stood up early and applied him with ointment. After that, he sat there reading books like this with a white cloak.
He half-narrowed his eyes and lazily crawled over to seek comfort. Qi Jie touched his forehead and let him lie down for a while. He even thoughtfully added a piece of clothing to him. Later, he hugged Qi Jie and slept again.
The scene was still the same day, but Qi Jie was no longer the Qi Jie of that day.
She looked down on the somewhat comical Chu Bosi, and in her heart, she wanted to laugh, but she endured it and opened the door without saying a word.
Outside the elegant wooden door stood a maid holding a copper basin. The water in the basin was clean and clear. The
