C51 Zhen haolin can you accept this baby?

The faint smell of medicine wafted through the room. It was warm in the room, but the room was a mess.

The bedclothes were piled haphazardly at the foot of the bed.

The pillow was propped up against the headboard.

The notebook was in the middle of the bed.

His pajamas were hanging on the edge of the bed.

cartoon cotton shoes, one next to the wardrobe, one flew under the window