C442 It Is Great to Know What Is Wrong and Correct It

On the coffee table, incense was curling quietly in the wood fire.

The smoke kept intertwining and rising. When it reached a certain height, it started to spread out and eventually disappeared in the air.

Wearing a thin set of clothes that looked like a short qipao, the girl lay on the arhat bed in boredom. She leaned against the corner between the tea table and the bed fence