o the master bedroom. Song Qing霜 slept rather lightly, and there was a calming essential oil burning in the room with a faint fruity aroma."Mom," she whispered, bending over the bed.Song Qingfrost slo...Thenger and blurted out, "It's Jì Lín, but not him who saw it, his friend did."Although it sounds like he's making friends out of thin air, Qi Lin really doesn't have that kind of preference.Huo Mingzhen...