lt;lt;lt;Reborn Soar

Under the window was a kang (a traditional Chinese heated bed), and the bedding on it hadn't been washed in ages. It was lumpy and had a strange smell.,Just as I stepped out, a sudden gust of cold wind hit me, piercing straight into my neck.,Silly Zhu, Xu Damao, the three masters of the front, middle, and back courtyards, and that scoundrel Jia Zhangshi.。