In the deserted suburbs, a black mansion stood out like a sore thumb. Its dark glass and black exterior...,Hearing the cries from upstairs, Hai Ru's lips curved into a faint smile.,"Ye Jiulyang, are you planning to burn incense for me during Qingming Festival" What the hell, he was sleeping like a log. He clearly just fell asleep with his hands and feet all over the place.。