Chapter 2545: 2545
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Some people speculate that the woman he Wenhao loved most in his life died in the fire in order to save people....
Feng Shaojin was not interested in the gossip of irrelevant people. He threw the newspaper aside, picked up a towel from the basin, wrung it dry and was about to wipe his feet when his fingers suddenly stopped.
Fire...
fire that killed people...
didn't Feng Yichen tell him that the woman he liked was burned to death in a fire in order to save people?
Feng Shaojin threw the towel in her hand. She didn't even have time to dry her feet. She rummaged through these newspapers and picked out all the news about he Wenhao.
Unfortunately, to his disappointment, he Wenhao is not only a commoner, but also a lame man. He has been suppressed by his son and daughter who are in the limelight all the time. There is not much exposure at all.
Only when he was lame for many years and suddenly stood up and walked upright like a normal person did he have any news. For a long time, there was no news.
After that, the he family betrayed the Fengjia family, pursued honor and betrayed the country, and led the Oriental works and the Oriental warriors to Yuncheng. He Wenhao broke up with the he family, fought against the foreign enemies with the Fengjia family, risked his life to deliver food and goods for the people in the south, and took in many homeless vagrants in his own residence and other courtyard...
the fire originated in the East Feng Shaojin is disappointed that the foreign dwarf works in the vagrant to blow up the warehouse where he's hoarding valuable goods.
After washing his hands, he rolled his wheelchair back to bed and closed his eyes...
the low melodious music sounded in the bedroom. The woman was dressed in a cheongsam, and her light posture was hidden in the shadow. She was swinging with his dancing steps, and her laughter went into his cochlea like a wind chime.
"Shaojin, did I hurt you?" The woman's head was buried in his chest, murmuring like a whisper, and his heart was trembling gently.
"No He tightened his arm, took her soft boneless waist, and fixed his eyes on her face.
Her smile is charming and moving. Sooner or later, he can't see her face clearly.
"Tell me, what's your name?" His smooth and delicate fingers caressed her face: "you appear in my dreams every night. What's the relationship between you and me?"
He took her hand and put the palm of her hand in his heart: "why do I see you crying and laughing? I feel terrible pain here. It's like someone has gouged out a piece of meat."
The woman was still smiling, as if she didn't hear him at all. She carefully twisted the skirt of her cheongsam and looked down at her bare feet.
The blood in Feng Shaojin's body suddenly surges out of control. His obscure eyes are stained with strong desire. The blood red eyes are firmly fixed on her body. The strength of her arms is a little bit tight, her throat is dry, and her throat is rolling up and down...
"who are you?" Feng Shaojin pressed the person on the wall behind her and put her forehead against her.
The touch was so real that he could even hear the woman's slightly disordered breathing voice, which was like a kitten's low voice: "Shaojin, don't do this!"
"Not what?" Feng Shaojin's thin lips could not help but put them on her lips, blocking her remaining words: "how much do I love you? When I wake up, I don't even know my own brother, and I never remember my father and mother, but I think of you so often....
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Some people speculate that the woman he Wenhao loved most in his life died in the fire in order to save people....
Feng Shaojin was not interested in the gossip of irrelevant people. He threw the newspaper aside, picked up a towel from the basin, wrung it dry and was about to wipe his feet when his fingers suddenly stopped.
Fire...
fire that killed people...
didn't Feng Yichen tell him that the woman he liked was burned to death in a fire in order to save people?
Feng Shaojin threw the towel in her hand. She didn't even have time to dry her feet. She rummaged through these newspapers and picked out all the news about he Wenhao.
Unfortunately, to his disappointment, he Wenhao is not only a commoner, but also a lame man. He has been suppressed by his son and daughter who are in the limelight all the time. There is not much exposure at all.
Only when he was lame for many years and suddenly stood up and walked upright like a normal person did he have any news. For a long time, there was no news.
After that, the he family betrayed the Fengjia family, pursued honor and betrayed the country, and led the Oriental works and the Oriental warriors to Yuncheng. He Wenhao broke up with the he family, fought against the foreign enemies with the Fengjia family, risked his life to deliver food and goods for the people in the south, and took in many homeless vagrants in his own residence and other courtyard...
the fire originated in the East Feng Shaojin is disappointed that the foreign dwarf works in the vagrant to blow up the warehouse where he's hoarding valuable goods.
After washing his hands, he rolled his wheelchair back to bed and closed his eyes...
the low melodious music sounded in the bedroom. The woman was dressed in a cheongsam, and her light posture was hidden in the shadow. She was swinging with his dancing steps, and her laughter went into his cochlea like a wind chime.
"Shaojin, did I hurt you?" The woman's head was buried in his chest, murmuring like a whisper, and his heart was trembling gently.
"No He tightened his arm, took her soft boneless waist, and fixed his eyes on her face.
Her smile is charming and moving. Sooner or later, he can't see her face clearly.
"Tell me, what's your name?" His smooth and delicate fingers caressed her face: "you appear in my dreams every night. What's the relationship between you and me?"
He took her hand and put the palm of her hand in his heart: "why do I see you crying and laughing? I feel terrible pain here. It's like someone has gouged out a piece of meat."
The woman was still smiling, as if she didn't hear him at all. She carefully twisted the skirt of her cheongsam and looked down at her bare feet.
The blood in Feng Shaojin's body suddenly surges out of control. His obscure eyes are stained with strong desire. The blood red eyes are firmly fixed on her body. The strength of her arms is a little bit tight, her throat is dry, and her throat is rolling up and down...
"who are you?" Feng Shaojin pressed the person on the wall behind her and put her forehead against her.
The touch was so real that he could even hear the woman's slightly disordered breathing voice, which was like a kitten's low voice: "Shaojin, don't do this!"
"Not what?" Feng Shaojin's thin lips could not help but put them on her lips, blocking her remaining words: "how much do I love you? When I wake up, I don't even know my own brother, and I never remember my father and mother, but I think of you so often....
when I wake up, I don't even know my brother www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Some people speculate that the woman he Wenhao loved most in his life died in the fire in order to save people.... Feng Shaojin was not interested in the gossip of irrelevant people. He threw the newspaper aside, picked up a towel from the basin, wrung it dry and was about to wipe his feet when his fingers suddenly stopped. Fire... fire that killed people... didn't Feng Yichen tell him that the woman he liked was burned to death in a fire in order to save people? Feng Shaojin threw the towel in her hand. She didn't even have time to dry her feet. She rummaged through these newspapers and picked out all the news about he Wenhao. Unfortunately, to his disappointment, he Wenhao is not only a commoner, but also a lame man. He has been suppressed by his son and daughter who are in the limelight all the time. There is not much exposure at all. Only when he was lame for many years and suddenly stood up and walked upright like a normal person did he have any news. For a long time, there was no news. After that, the he family betrayed the Fengjia family, pursued honor and betrayed the country, and led the Oriental works and the Oriental warriors to Yuncheng. He Wenhao broke up with the he family, fought against the foreign enemies with the Fengjia family, risked his life to deliver food and goods for the people in the south, and took in many homeless vagrants in his own residence and other courtyard... the fire originated in the East Feng Shaojin is disappointed that the foreign dwarf works in the vagrant to blow up the warehouse where he's hoarding valuable goods. After washing his hands, he rolled his wheelchair back to bed and closed his eyes... the low melodious music sounded in the bedroom. The woman was dressed in a cheongsam, and her light posture was hidden in the shadow. She was swinging with his dancing steps, and her laughter went into his cochlea like a wind chime. "Shaojin, did I hurt you?" The woman's head was buried in his chest, murmuring like a whisper, and his heart was trembling gently. "No He tightened his arm, took her soft boneless waist, and fixed his eyes on her face. Her smile is charming and moving. Sooner or later, he can't see her face clearly. "Tell me, what's your name?" His smooth and delicate fingers caressed her face: "you appear in my dreams every night. What's the relationship between you and me?" He took her hand and put the palm of her hand in his heart: "why do I see you crying and laughing? I feel terrible pain here. It's like someone has gouged out a piece of meat." The woman was still smiling, as if she didn't hear him at all. She carefully twisted the skirt of her cheongsam and looked down at her bare feet. The blood in Feng Shaojin's body suddenly surges out of control. His obscure eyes are stained with strong desire. The blood red eyes are firmly fixed on her body. The strength of her arms is a little bit tight, her throat is dry, and her throat is rolling up and down... "who are you?" Feng Shaojin pressed the person on the wall behind her and put her forehead against her. The touch was so real that he could even hear the woman's slightly disordered breathing voice, which was like a kitten's low voice: "Shaojin, don't do this!" "Not what?" Feng Shaojin's thin lips could not help but put them on her lips, blocking her remaining words: "how much do I love you? When I wake up, I don't even know my own brother, and I never remember my father and mother, but I think of you so often.... when I wake up, I don't even know my brother www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
