Beloved little goldf

Unknowingly, He Qiong returned to the office again.,Clouds layered upon each other, merging into one another, dispersing streaks of crimson lightning accompanied by booming thunder.,Not far away, a dilapidated carriage lay stuck in the mud, its appearance mournful. The only sign of life was a discarded rabbit toy hanging from the yoke, swaying gently in the breeze.。