The Consort of the R

Her pale, slender hands covered her eyes, though she was no longer dreaming. Yet, the scene from moments ago remained vivid and clear in her mind.,There's simply nothing like listening to someone play the piano while they also enthusiastically munch on melon seeds.,Suddenly, she thought of something and, being very gossipy, leaned over to Mu Jiu's side: "Ai, do you know who the guest at Zhúyùn House tonight is"。