At nightfall, everything is silent.

The red bamboo courtyard is peaceful and peaceful, and the huge red leaves are lying on their backs on the east side of the bamboo house and sleeping soundly.

And on her belly, lay a little human race.

Du Yu was deeply trapped in Hongye's soft fur, and with her breathing, his figure undulated slightly, feeling like he was sleeping in a cradle?

It's just that this "Chi Xiong's Cradle" is up and down, not swaying left and right.

About Duan Shui, Du

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