In the dead of the night, everyone went back to their rooms to sleep.
Even the dog and the horse had gone back to rest.
The door of the villa was tightly shut, and Leng Qing, who had not even had dinner, was still planting garlic in the ground under the faint street light in the courtyard.
She was really on the verge of tears.
This was the first time she had been treated like this in her life. It was the first time she had planted vegetables like this, planting garlic with her life and worrying that the garlic would die. Leng Rongrong pulled out her own hair and planted it in the ground.
She didn't know why, she just felt an inexplicable fear when she saw Leng Rongrong ...
Perhaps, after she peed her pants, she was traumatized by her.
In the middle of the night, Leng Qingqing finally saw the light of hope. She was finally going to finish planting the crops on this piece of land.
She planned to pack up and leave.
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