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Zhuang Xiaoyu opened the window, stretched out his head and looked out. He saw the beggar lying on the ground, still stretching out his incomplete palm in the direction she left, opening and closing his mouth. He didn't know what he was talking about
Zhuang Xiaoyu only felt something gushing out of his heart and slowly pulling out of his body, but he couldn't understand what kind of feeling it was.
My heart seems to be blocked by something, suffocating to dyspnea, but I don't know what kind of feeling it is
The carriage bumped back, the sky was gloomy, and the snowflakes were still falling in the air. Zhuang Xiaoyu's mind recalled the eyes looking at him from time to time, which seemed to be familiar.
She didn't know how she got home or how she got back to her bedroom. Yusha just felt that the eldest lady was frightened by the dirty and smelly beggar.
After she waited on Zhuang Xiaoyu to groom, Qin Wuyan came in just after she wiped her long hair half dry.
The man took the mahogany comb in Yusha's hand and motioned Yusha to go out. He stood behind Zhuang Xiaoyu and gently helped her comb her waterfall like long hair. Wen asked, "where did you go with Yusha today?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu stared at the man's fuzzy face in the mirror. His mind was dull for a moment. Then he slowly opened his mouth: "I went to the ready-made clothes store and cloth store. It's almost the new year. I bought you some clothes and some cloth. I'm going to give everyone some clothes for the new year."
Qin Wuyan's beautiful lips silently recalled: "I never saw you love running to the market so much before. I didn't expect you to have such a hobby now."
Zhuang Xiaoyu's expression was stiff, clenched his fist on his knee, silently lowered his head, and his hair fled from the teeth of the wooden comb. Qin Wuyan simply threw the comb on the dresser.
"What's the matter?" Qin Wuyan thought of Wenzhu's report. His palm held Zhuang Xiaoyu's chin and forced her to look at herself: "unhappy?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu broke off his hand holding his chin and whispered, "no, just a little sleepy."
"Are you scared?"
"Probably," Zhuang Xiaoyu said vaguely.
Qin Wuyan's palm gently rubbed Zhuang Xiaoyu's small face, "don't be afraid, it will be fine."
He held Zhuang Xiaoyu's cheek, kissed her eyebrows and eyes with thin lips, and his breathing became heavier: "Xiaoyu, give me a baby."
When she has children, for the sake of children, she will slowly trust herself as before.
Referring to the child, Zhuang Xiaoyu had a face in her mind. Before she thought about how to contact the person next time, she was light. She had been picked up by Qin Wuyan and put on the bed
The man's enthusiasm seemed to be infected with flowing fire, and the surge of love attacked her like a raging beast. Zhuang Xiaoyu was soon defeated, defeated and exhausted
Qin Wuyan hugged the person who had fallen asleep in his arms, stroked her ink hair wet with sweat, kissed Zhuang Xiaoyu, who was ignorant and sleepless, and whispered, "Xiaoyu, I love you!"
No one in the world can love you more than I do.
Qin Wuyan tucked in his cape, got up in his clothes, went to the conference hall and attracted Wenzhu: "madam is really scared. You give me a detailed description of the scene at that time, and what the beggar looked like and why did you scare her so much?"
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Zhuang Xiaoyu opened the window, stretched out his head and looked out. He saw the beggar lying on the ground, still stretching out his incomplete palm in the direction she left, opening and closing his mouth. He didn't know what he was talking about
Zhuang Xiaoyu only felt something gushing out of his heart and slowly pulling out of his body, but he couldn't understand what kind of feeling it was.
My heart seems to be blocked by something, suffocating to dyspnea, but I don't know what kind of feeling it is
The carriage bumped back, the sky was gloomy, and the snowflakes were still falling in the air. Zhuang Xiaoyu's mind recalled the eyes looking at him from time to time, which seemed to be familiar.
She didn't know how she got home or how she got back to her bedroom. Yusha just felt that the eldest lady was frightened by the dirty and smelly beggar.
After she waited on Zhuang Xiaoyu to groom, Qin Wuyan came in just after she wiped her long hair half dry.
The man took the mahogany comb in Yusha's hand and motioned Yusha to go out. He stood behind Zhuang Xiaoyu and gently helped her comb her waterfall like long hair. Wen asked, "where did you go with Yusha today?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu stared at the man's fuzzy face in the mirror. His mind was dull for a moment. Then he slowly opened his mouth: "I went to the ready-made clothes store and cloth store. It's almost the new year. I bought you some clothes and some cloth. I'm going to give everyone some clothes for the new year."
Qin Wuyan's beautiful lips silently recalled: "I never saw you love running to the market so much before. I didn't expect you to have such a hobby now."
Zhuang Xiaoyu's expression was stiff, clenched his fist on his knee, silently lowered his head, and his hair fled from the teeth of the wooden comb. Qin Wuyan simply threw the comb on the dresser.
"What's the matter?" Qin Wuyan thought of Wenzhu's report. His palm held Zhuang Xiaoyu's chin and forced her to look at herself: "unhappy?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu broke off his hand holding his chin and whispered, "no, just a little sleepy."
"Are you scared?"
"Probably," Zhuang Xiaoyu said vaguely.
Qin Wuyan's palm gently rubbed Zhuang Xiaoyu's small face, "don't be afraid, it will be fine."
He held Zhuang Xiaoyu's cheek, kissed her eyebrows and eyes with thin lips, and his breathing became heavier: "Xiaoyu, give me a baby."
When she has children, for the sake of children, she will slowly trust herself as before.
Referring to the child, Zhuang Xiaoyu had a face in her mind. Before she thought about how to contact the person next time, she was light. She had been picked up by Qin Wuyan and put on the bed
The man's enthusiasm seemed to be infected with flowing fire, and the surge of love attacked her like a raging beast. Zhuang Xiaoyu was soon defeated, defeated and exhausted
Qin Wuyan hugged the person who had fallen asleep in his arms, stroked her ink hair wet with sweat, kissed Zhuang Xiaoyu, who was ignorant and sleepless, and whispered, "Xiaoyu, I love you!"
No one in the world can love you more than I do.
Qin Wuyan tucked in his cape, got up in his clothes, went to the conference hall and attracted Wenzhu: "madam is really scared. You give me a detailed description of the scene at that time, and what the beggar looked like and why did you scare her so much?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu opened the window, stretched out his head and looked out. He saw the beggar lying on the ground, still stretching out his incomplete palm in the direction she left, opening and closing his mouth. He didn't know what he was talking aboutZhuang Xiaoyu only felt something gushing out of his heart and slowly pulling out of his body, but he couldn't understand what kind of feeling it was.My heart seems to be blocked by something, suffocating to dyspnea, but I don't know what kind of feeling it isThe carriage bumped back, the sky was gloomy, and the snowflakes were still falling in the air. Zhuang Xiaoyu's mind recalled the eyes looking at him from time to time, which seemed to be familiar.She didn't know how she got home or how she got back to her bedroom. Yusha just felt that the eldest lady was frightened by the dirty and smelly beggar.After she waited on Zhuang Xiaoyu to groom, Qin Wuyan came in just after she wiped her long hair half dry.The man took the mahogany comb in Yusha's hand and motioned Yusha to go out. He stood behind Zhuang Xiaoyu and gently helped her comb her waterfall like long hair. Wen asked, "where did you go with Yusha today?"Zhuang Xiaoyu stared at the man's fuzzy face in the mirror. His mind was dull for a moment. Then he slowly opened his mouth: "I went to the ready-made clothes store and cloth store. It's almost the new year. I bought you some clothes and some cloth. I'm going to give everyone some clothes for the new year."Qin Wuyan's beautiful lips silently recalled: "I never saw you love running to the market so much before. I didn't expect you to have such a hobby now."Zhuang Xiaoyu's expression was stiff, clenched his fist on his knee, silently lowered his head, and his hair fled from the teeth of the wooden comb. Qin Wuyan simply threw the comb on the dresser."What's the matter?" Qin Wuyan thought of Wenzhu's report. His palm held Zhuang Xiaoyu's chin and forced her to look at herself: "unhappy?"Zhuang Xiaoyu broke off his hand holding his chin and whispered, "no, just a little sleepy.""Are you scared?""Probably," Zhuang Xiaoyu said vaguely.Qin Wuyan's palm gently rubbed Zhuang Xiaoyu's small face, "don't be afraid, it will be fine."He held Zhuang Xiaoyu's cheek, kissed her eyebrows and eyes with thin lips, and his breathing became heavier: "Xiaoyu, give me a baby."When she has children, for the sake of children, she will slowly trust herself as before.Referring to the child, Zhuang Xiaoyu had a face in her mind. Before she thought about how to contact the person next time, she was light. She had been picked up by Qin Wuyan and put on the bedThe man's enthusiasm seemed to be infected with flowing fire, and the surge of love attacked her like a raging beast. Zhuang Xiaoyu was soon defeated, defeated and exhaustedQin Wuyan hugged the person who had fallen asleep in his arms, stroked her ink hair wet with sweat, kissed Zhuang Xiaoyu, who was ignorant and sleepless, and whispered, "Xiaoyu, I love you!"No one in the world can love you more than I do.Qin Wuyan tucked in his cape, got up in his clothes, went to the conference hall and attracted Wenzhu: "madam is really scared. You give me a detailed description of the scene at that time, and what the beggar looked like and why did you scare her so much?"
