Chapter 2257: 2257
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"But he has failed me."
Light floating words from Mo Lingwei Cherry Blossom color lips a petal spit out, but the sound.
When the cold wind blows, the withered and yellow leaves flutter down from the mid air and fall into the water, rippling in the pool again and again.
There was silence all around, only the sound of hammers beating on clothes.
Mo Jin Lan washed the clothes clean and used the pool water to clear up the foam above. He wrung his clothes and put them into the wooden bowl. He handed them to Mo Ling Wei: "you take them back and dry them, I'll sit here for a while."
Mo Lingwei took the basin and stood up, but did not move.
Mo Jinlan sneered: "what are you doing standing here? Do you think I can't think about it? It was my mother who made the mistakes, and I lost my life because of her. I don't need to take all the mistakes to myself.
I'm not going to die. I just want to be quiet. "
Mo Lingwei listened to her and left with the basin.
Wait for the woman's graceful figure to disappear in the line of sight, Mo Jin Lan can't hold on, she is frozen red fingers cover her eyes, suddenly cry.
The low whimper is like the sad cry of a nightingale. If she can choose, she also wants to be reincarnated in Su Wan's stomach. She is gentle, tough, not humble, and independent.
Instead of being ignored by the elders and used by their mothers, Qin zhirou used it as a knife to clean up all obstacles at a young age.
Sometimes, Mo Jinlan even thinks, does God transfer all Qin zhirou's retribution to his brother, otherwise, his brother is so gentle and kind, why there is no good retribution?
Or because Huiji will be hurt, God can't see him live well and take his brother away.
Leaving her alone in this world, she can't feel the slightest warmth.
Her birth was a mistake!
Mo Lingwei goes back to the yard and spreads out her clothes to dry on the bamboo pole.
Feng Shaojin is leading Xiuer out of the hall. Seeing Mo Lingwei drying her clothes, she is moved and distressed. She strides over and holds her finger.
Looking at the scallion white fingertips are frozen into red, Feng Shaojin put her hands on her lips. Seeing that her fingers did not warm up, she simply untied her chest and covered her hands in the hot chest.
"I said that you don't need to do the rough work. You can accompany Xiuer to read and write. If someone needs surgery and you want treatment, I won't stop you.
If your hands are frozen in the pool, what can you do? "
Mo Ling Wei looks at Feng Shaojin obscurely and says frankly: "these clothes are not washed by me. They are all washed by Jinlan. I just take them back to dry them."
Feng Shaojin's face was full of wisps of smile, "it's not just you who wash it. It's not your turn to dry it. I'll do it."
Feng Shaojin see her fingers have been warm, holding the palm rub rub, just let go of her hand, picked up the clothes in the basin shaking, the clothes quickly dry.
Feng Shaojin studied in western countries when she was young, and these trivial things were extremely easy to do.
Mo Lingwei stares at the man's back, suddenly a little sad: the man has her in his heart now, so he takes care of her in every way. If he doesn't have her one day, will he abandon it like my shoes?
Of course, she will not be like Mo Jinlan, for a man who has no feelings for herself, but if she still refuses to let go of her, what should she do?
Is she going to end up like her mother?
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"But he has failed me."
Light floating words from Mo Lingwei Cherry Blossom color lips a petal spit out, but the sound.
When the cold wind blows, the withered and yellow leaves flutter down from the mid air and fall into the water, rippling in the pool again and again.
There was silence all around, only the sound of hammers beating on clothes.
Mo Jin Lan washed the clothes clean and used the pool water to clear up the foam above. He wrung his clothes and put them into the wooden bowl. He handed them to Mo Ling Wei: "you take them back and dry them, I'll sit here for a while."
Mo Lingwei took the basin and stood up, but did not move.
Mo Jinlan sneered: "what are you doing standing here? Do you think I can't think about it? It was my mother who made the mistakes, and I lost my life because of her. I don't need to take all the mistakes to myself.
I'm not going to die. I just want to be quiet. "
Mo Lingwei listened to her and left with the basin.
Wait for the woman's graceful figure to disappear in the line of sight, Mo Jin Lan can't hold on, she is frozen red fingers cover her eyes, suddenly cry.
The low whimper is like the sad cry of a nightingale. If she can choose, she also wants to be reincarnated in Su Wan's stomach. She is gentle, tough, not humble, and independent.
Instead of being ignored by the elders and used by their mothers, Qin zhirou used it as a knife to clean up all obstacles at a young age.
Sometimes, Mo Jinlan even thinks, does God transfer all Qin zhirou's retribution to his brother, otherwise, his brother is so gentle and kind, why there is no good retribution?
Or because Huiji will be hurt, God can't see him live well and take his brother away.
Leaving her alone in this world, she can't feel the slightest warmth.
Her birth was a mistake!
Mo Lingwei goes back to the yard and spreads out her clothes to dry on the bamboo pole.
Feng Shaojin is leading Xiuer out of the hall. Seeing Mo Lingwei drying her clothes, she is moved and distressed. She strides over and holds her finger.
Looking at the scallion white fingertips are frozen into red, Feng Shaojin put her hands on her lips. Seeing that her fingers did not warm up, she simply untied her chest and covered her hands in the hot chest.
"I said that you don't need to do the rough work. You can accompany Xiuer to read and write. If someone needs surgery and you want treatment, I won't stop you.
If your hands are frozen in the pool, what can you do? "
Mo Ling Wei looks at Feng Shaojin obscurely and says frankly: "these clothes are not washed by me. They are all washed by Jinlan. I just take them back to dry them."
Feng Shaojin's face was full of wisps of smile, "it's not just you who wash it. It's not your turn to dry it. I'll do it."
Feng Shaojin see her fingers have been warm, holding the palm rub rub, just let go of her hand, picked up the clothes in the basin shaking, the clothes quickly dry.
Feng Shaojin studied in western countries when she was young, and these trivial things were extremely easy to do.
Mo Lingwei stares at the man's back, suddenly a little sad: the man has her in his heart now, so he takes care of her in every way. If he doesn't have her one day, will he abandon it like my shoes?
Of course, she will not be like Mo Jinlan, for a man who has no feelings for herself, but if she still refuses to let go of her, what should she do?
Is she going to end up like her mother?
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"But he has failed me." Light floating words from Mo Lingwei Cherry Blossom color lips a petal spit out, but the sound. When the cold wind blows, the withered and yellow leaves flutter down from the mid air and fall into the water, rippling in the pool again and again. There was silence all around, only the sound of hammers beating on clothes. Mo Jin Lan washed the clothes clean and used the pool water to clear up the foam above. He wrung his clothes and put them into the wooden bowl. He handed them to Mo Ling Wei: "you take them back and dry them, I'll sit here for a while." Mo Lingwei took the basin and stood up, but did not move. Mo Jinlan sneered: "what are you doing standing here? Do you think I can't think about it? It was my mother who made the mistakes, and I lost my life because of her. I don't need to take all the mistakes to myself. I'm not going to die. I just want to be quiet. " Mo Lingwei listened to her and left with the basin. Wait for the woman's graceful figure to disappear in the line of sight, Mo Jin Lan can't hold on, she is frozen red fingers cover her eyes, suddenly cry. The low whimper is like the sad cry of a nightingale. If she can choose, she also wants to be reincarnated in Su Wan's stomach. She is gentle, tough, not humble, and independent. Instead of being ignored by the elders and used by their mothers, Qin zhirou used it as a knife to clean up all obstacles at a young age. Sometimes, Mo Jinlan even thinks, does God transfer all Qin zhirou's retribution to his brother, otherwise, his brother is so gentle and kind, why there is no good retribution? Or because Huiji will be hurt, God can't see him live well and take his brother away. Leaving her alone in this world, she can't feel the slightest warmth. Her birth was a mistake! Mo Lingwei goes back to the yard and spreads out her clothes to dry on the bamboo pole. Feng Shaojin is leading Xiuer out of the hall. Seeing Mo Lingwei drying her clothes, she is moved and distressed. She strides over and holds her finger. Looking at the scallion white fingertips are frozen into red, Feng Shaojin put her hands on her lips. Seeing that her fingers did not warm up, she simply untied her chest and covered her hands in the hot chest. "I said that you don't need to do the rough work. You can accompany Xiuer to read and write. If someone needs surgery and you want treatment, I won't stop you. If your hands are frozen in the pool, what can you do? " Mo Ling Wei looks at Feng Shaojin obscurely and says frankly: "these clothes are not washed by me. They are all washed by Jinlan. I just take them back to dry them." Feng Shaojin's face was full of wisps of smile, "it's not just you who wash it. It's not your turn to dry it. I'll do it." Feng Shaojin see her fingers have been warm, holding the palm rub rub, just let go of her hand, picked up the clothes in the basin shaking, the clothes quickly dry. Feng Shaojin studied in western countries when she was young, and these trivial things were extremely easy to do. Mo Lingwei stares at the man's back, suddenly a little sad: the man has her in his heart now, so he takes care of her in every way. If he doesn't have her one day, will he abandon it like my shoes? Of course, she will not be like Mo Jinlan, for a man who has no feelings for herself, but if she still refuses to let go of her, what should she do? Is she going to end up like her mother? www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
