C930 The Death of Old Man Yang

The corner of Shen Wangxin's mouth curled up, but she quickly retracted it. She said, "I don't care."

Jiang Xian looked at Shen Wangxin, who walked faster than him, and shook his head lovingly.

Shen Wangxin, who had finished her shower, lay down comfortably in the rain and fell fast asleep. In his dreams, he could even faintly hear the rain hitting the tiles and making "hualala" sounds