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Early winter morning, it was cold outside. But inside the room, it was as warm as spring.
The curtains were all drawn, and the two wall-mounted bedside lamps at the head of the bed emitted a warm glow.
From afar, a slogan could be heard.
"The exercise is almost over... Why haven't you left yet..." When the wake-up call sounded, he had already gotten up, but in the end...
Intoxicated in the tenderness, how could he be willing to go!
"It's a good thing it's not a time of war, or I'd be dead because of you!"
It was unknown how much time had passed until the light in the room became filled with daylight.
Fortunately, he was just a judge these days--nothing serious!
Looking down at the bed at the sleeping person, he raised his lips, eyes full of tenderness.
Before he met Ye Qiao, he had never met a girl who caught his eye. He thought that he would only have a gun as his wife!