C33 A Good Horse will Not Eat the Turfgrass

It was early winter, so the weather was cold. The bright blue sky was covered by layers of thick dark clouds. It was a black cloud that seemed to press down on a city, making it hard for people to breathe.

Ann Mujin couldn't be bothered to get up because the weather was so cold. She held a book in her hand and read on the bed.

When he heard Shuiyue shout excitedly