C56 I Love You so Much the Sea Is Dry and the Stone Is Broken

Covered in the same blanket, in the middle of the room, the air-conditioner's cold wind burrows into the blanket.

Her nightdress was pulled up to her thighs, and her slightly curly hair covered half of her face, but it couldn't stop the faint smile on her face.

Earlier, she looked pitiful and pitiful, like she was going to cry