C633 Gong Yichen Is Furious

Outside the window, there were dense leaves and leaves, thick and green. It was very comfortable. One meter of sunlight shone into the window, illuminating Soong Jiayin's face. Every morning, it was rich and colorful, like an immortal legend.

Early in the morning, a group of small birds were singing a beautiful song outside. Because Soong Jiayin was going to the bread house to study today