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Good mood!
Whether it is to be able to go out, the mood has improved, or pit he Jingxian to relieve the depression in the heart.
Or are you happy to see he Wenhao?
Thinking of the last possibility, Feng Shaojin frowned again.
He's upset.
If she had known that, she should not have been allowed to go out.
How could he Wenhao, just like a Dogtail, bump into Ling Wei by chance?
Don't let her go out, keep her in another yard all day, and be afraid that she will be suffocated.
Once upon a time, Xiuer was by her side, and she could stay in another courtyard.
Now Xiuer is taken to the camp by him. If he still keeps her in that place, he's afraid that she'll think wildly.
Feng Shaojin went to the wing room to see Xiuer, who had been sleeping.
The child lay down in good order, the bedding neatly covered the neck position, hands flat on both sides of the body, very clever.
looks as like as two peas in the sleeping.
Feng Shaojin smiles on her lips and leans down. She can't help kissing Xia Xiuer's forehead. She stands up and goes back to her bedroom.
This child is too much like Mo Lingwei.
Xiuer wakes up, opens his eyes, looks at the tall and straight figure, and is a little distracted.
In memory, it seems that there are two such figures, but the picture is a little fuzzy.
With a slight sound of closing the door, Xiuer takes back his sight, looks at the top of the tent, reaches out his hand from the quilt, touches the position where Feng Shaojin has been, and smiles.
That kind of steadfast cannot leave to him, protects his sense of security with the life to rush to the heart again.
Xiuer closed her eyes and fell asleep again.
Feng Shaojin went back to the ear room, washed it simply, and lay on the bed tired.
He took out the bound photo booklet from his pillow and rubbed Ling Wei's indifferent face with his finger. He thought that it would have been better if she had been asked to wear a wedding dress to take photos.
If it had not been for that accident, he would have married her. If she could have children, they might have been several years old.
The eldest child may be older than Xiuer.
Feng Shaojin read the photo booklets one by one, but her heart became more desolate.
The night was dark.
In the twinkling of an eye, it's the Lantern Festival.
Although western culture has gradually penetrated into the most prosperous Cloud City in the south, the ancient traditions and customs are still preserved.
The Lantern Festival is full of such folk activities as enjoying lanterns, eating dumplings, guessing lantern riddles and setting off fireworks.
If it's noisy, there are lantern playing, lion playing, stilt walking, dry boat rowing and Yangko dancing.
Feng Shaojin decides to take Xiuer back to another courtyard to spend the Lantern Festival with Mo Lingwei.
The other courtyard was deserted.
Mo Lingwei doesn't care much about holidays.
Servants were born in a bitter cold, and they didn't have much enthusiasm for such a lively Festival.
But the cook still rubbed the dumplings and wrapped them with longan, red dates and black sesame as stuffing.
Early in the morning, the servant brought the cooked dumplings to the table: "young lady, today's Lantern Festival, you have a taste.
I know you don't like sweet and greasy, no sugar
Mo Lingwei stares at the white glutinous rice balls in the soup and is dazzled: "is the Lantern Festival today?"
"Yes." The servant replied with a smile: "would you like to go to the street today? Generally, the streets are very busy, especially at night, there are lantern and lion players."
The new year's celebration has not faded, and the new year's busy farming has not yet begun.
Ordinary people's families take the time to take their children out.
Mo Lingwei lowered her eyes and let out a perfunctory "Er". The white porcelain spoon stirred the dumplings in the bowl, and she had no appetite at all www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
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Good mood!
Whether it is to be able to go out, the mood has improved, or pit he Jingxian to relieve the depression in the heart.
Or are you happy to see he Wenhao?
Thinking of the last possibility, Feng Shaojin frowned again.
He's upset.
If she had known that, she should not have been allowed to go out.
How could he Wenhao, just like a Dogtail, bump into Ling Wei by chance?
Don't let her go out, keep her in another yard all day, and be afraid that she will be suffocated.
Once upon a time, Xiuer was by her side, and she could stay in another courtyard.
Now Xiuer is taken to the camp by him. If he still keeps her in that place, he's afraid that she'll think wildly.
Feng Shaojin went to the wing room to see Xiuer, who had been sleeping.
The child lay down in good order, the bedding neatly covered the neck position, hands flat on both sides of the body, very clever.
looks as like as two peas in the sleeping.
Feng Shaojin smiles on her lips and leans down. She can't help kissing Xia Xiuer's forehead. She stands up and goes back to her bedroom.
This child is too much like Mo Lingwei.
Xiuer wakes up, opens his eyes, looks at the tall and straight figure, and is a little distracted.
In memory, it seems that there are two such figures, but the picture is a little fuzzy.
With a slight sound of closing the door, Xiuer takes back his sight, looks at the top of the tent, reaches out his hand from the quilt, touches the position where Feng Shaojin has been, and smiles.
That kind of steadfast cannot leave to him, protects his sense of security with the life to rush to the heart again.
Xiuer closed her eyes and fell asleep again.
Feng Shaojin went back to the ear room, washed it simply, and lay on the bed tired.
He took out the bound photo booklet from his pillow and rubbed Ling Wei's indifferent face with his finger. He thought that it would have been better if she had been asked to wear a wedding dress to take photos.
If it had not been for that accident, he would have married her. If she could have children, they might have been several years old.
The eldest child may be older than Xiuer.
Feng Shaojin read the photo booklets one by one, but her heart became more desolate.
The night was dark.
In the twinkling of an eye, it's the Lantern Festival.
Although western culture has gradually penetrated into the most prosperous Cloud City in the south, the ancient traditions and customs are still preserved.
The Lantern Festival is full of such folk activities as enjoying lanterns, eating dumplings, guessing lantern riddles and setting off fireworks.
If it's noisy, there are lantern playing, lion playing, stilt walking, dry boat rowing and Yangko dancing.
Feng Shaojin decides to take Xiuer back to another courtyard to spend the Lantern Festival with Mo Lingwei.
The other courtyard was deserted.
Mo Lingwei doesn't care much about holidays.
Servants were born in a bitter cold, and they didn't have much enthusiasm for such a lively Festival.
But the cook still rubbed the dumplings and wrapped them with longan, red dates and black sesame as stuffing.
Early in the morning, the servant brought the cooked dumplings to the table: "young lady, today's Lantern Festival, you have a taste.
I know you don't like sweet and greasy, no sugar
Mo Lingwei stares at the white glutinous rice balls in the soup and is dazzled: "is the Lantern Festival today?"
"Yes." The servant replied with a smile: "would you like to go to the street today? Generally, the streets are very busy, especially at night, there are lantern and lion players."
The new year's celebration has not faded, and the new year's busy farming has not yet begun.
Ordinary people's families take the time to take their children out.
Mo Lingwei lowered her eyes and let out a perfunctory "Er". The white porcelain spoon stirred the dumplings in the bowl, and she had no appetite at all www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Good mood! Whether it is to be able to go out, the mood has improved, or pit he Jingxian to relieve the depression in the heart. Or are you happy to see he Wenhao? Thinking of the last possibility, Feng Shaojin frowned again. He's upset. If she had known that, she should not have been allowed to go out. How could he Wenhao, just like a Dogtail, bump into Ling Wei by chance? Don't let her go out, keep her in another yard all day, and be afraid that she will be suffocated. Once upon a time, Xiuer was by her side, and she could stay in another courtyard. Now Xiuer is taken to the camp by him. If he still keeps her in that place, he's afraid that she'll think wildly. Feng Shaojin went to the wing room to see Xiuer, who had been sleeping. The child lay down in good order, the bedding neatly covered the neck position, hands flat on both sides of the body, very clever. looks as like as two peas in the sleeping. Feng Shaojin smiles on her lips and leans down. She can't help kissing Xia Xiuer's forehead. She stands up and goes back to her bedroom. This child is too much like Mo Lingwei. Xiuer wakes up, opens his eyes, looks at the tall and straight figure, and is a little distracted. In memory, it seems that there are two such figures, but the picture is a little fuzzy. With a slight sound of closing the door, Xiuer takes back his sight, looks at the top of the tent, reaches out his hand from the quilt, touches the position where Feng Shaojin has been, and smiles. That kind of steadfast cannot leave to him, protects his sense of security with the life to rush to the heart again. Xiuer closed her eyes and fell asleep again. Feng Shaojin went back to the ear room, washed it simply, and lay on the bed tired. He took out the bound photo booklet from his pillow and rubbed Ling Wei's indifferent face with his finger. He thought that it would have been better if she had been asked to wear a wedding dress to take photos. If it had not been for that accident, he would have married her. If she could have children, they might have been several years old. The eldest child may be older than Xiuer. Feng Shaojin read the photo booklets one by one, but her heart became more desolate. The night was dark. In the twinkling of an eye, it's the Lantern Festival. Although western culture has gradually penetrated into the most prosperous Cloud City in the south, the ancient traditions and customs are still preserved. The Lantern Festival is full of such folk activities as enjoying lanterns, eating dumplings, guessing lantern riddles and setting off fireworks. If it's noisy, there are lantern playing, lion playing, stilt walking, dry boat rowing and Yangko dancing. Feng Shaojin decides to take Xiuer back to another courtyard to spend the Lantern Festival with Mo Lingwei. The other courtyard was deserted. Mo Lingwei doesn't care much about holidays. Servants were born in a bitter cold, and they didn't have much enthusiasm for such a lively Festival. But the cook still rubbed the dumplings and wrapped them with longan, red dates and black sesame as stuffing. Early in the morning, the servant brought the cooked dumplings to the table: "young lady, today's Lantern Festival, you have a taste. I know you don't like sweet and greasy, no sugar Mo Lingwei stares at the white glutinous rice balls in the soup and is dazzled: "is the Lantern Festival today?" "Yes." The servant replied with a smile: "would you like to go to the street today? Generally, the streets are very busy, especially at night, there are lantern and lion players." The new year's celebration has not faded, and the new year's busy farming has not yet begun. Ordinary people's families take the time to take their children out. Mo Lingwei lowered her eyes and let out a perfunctory "Er". The white porcelain spoon stirred the dumplings in the bowl, and she had no appetite at all www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
