Jiang Yixiao has had nothing to do with his junior brother since he was a child.
He always has the air of a nobleman, and he is not as leisurely and contented as someone in this profession. There is always no telling what kind of thoughts are behind Chunliang's upright face.
Silently clutching the treasure map in his hand, Jiang Yixiao felt that this time the treasure was in danger of being shared by the little devil.
Xiao Lingjing just didn't understand. Why was he still misunderstood by his senior brother when he treated her with such a sincere smile?
Senior brother, I just miss you.
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[The harmonious extra invited me to search for the author "a piece of abdominal muscle mm" on Jianshu]
Intention:
Deep in the White Clouds and Your Return