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"Lying in my arms, Qin Wuyan still thinks of irrelevant people." Qin Wuyan pecked hard on her lips and comforted: "your brother is so big that he will be fine. You don't have to worry. As for your father, he can drive you out this time. I'm afraid he really doesn't intend to recognize your daughter.
Don't worry, this is your home. The married daughter can't always live in her mother's house. At least she should live in her husband's house. You should live here whether you go back to the priest's house or not... "
Zhuang Xiaoyu wrapped his fingernails around his palm: "can you help me find out the whereabouts of my eldest brother? If you find out, let my eldest brother persuade my father not to be angry with me. I won't make him angry in the future."
In the dim candle light, Qin Wuyan's handsome face was a little heavy. He combed Zhuang Xiaoyu's long hair and paused for a moment, gently promised: "OK, when I find your eldest brother, I'll tell her what you said..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu hugged Qin Wuyan's neck with both hands and put his thin lips close to his chin: "ah Yan, my eldest brother was not good to you before. Don't you hate him?"
"For your sake, I can write off my past."
But I want to get back the shameful things they have done to my relatives one by one.
Zhuang Xiaoyu felt more and more guilty: "ah Yan, it's our dealer. I'm sorry for you."
"You are you and they are them. Don't confuse them. You don't have to blame yourself or feel guilty. These things have nothing to do with you." Qin Wuyan can't stand Zhuang Xiaoyu's provocation and initiative.
Just for a moment, his breath was low, and the intimate kiss fell on Zhuang Xiaoyu's face and neck like a storm.
Zhuang Xiaoyu whispered gently and complained in a low voice: "Yan, can you talk to me more for a while? Every time..."
"I'll listen to what you want to say."
Zhuang Xiaoyu: "
How can she speak and how can she say it? She wants to seal her mouth so that those unbearable voices can be held back in her throat
Qin Wuyan practiced martial arts and swords every day. He was energetic. Zhuang Xiaoyu was soon exhausted where his opponent was.
After the clouds disappeared and the rain stopped, Zhuang Xiaoyu's ink hair was wet with sweat, wet and sticky to the snow-white and powdered skin, closed her eyes and slept heavily.
Qin Wuyan leaned over and looked at the quiet sleeping face lying beside him. His eyes were as dark as ink.
Zhuang huaisen and Zhuang Minghao are blood relatives she can never give up in her life. What should he do to let her completely cut off these ties?
Qin Wuyan lifted the bedding, stood up quietly and went out of the bedroom.
The faint and unique sound of the flute pierced the night. Qin Wuyan raised his feet and went to the secret room. The dark guard handed the news to Qin Wuyan: "Min Zhixing woke up."
......
The next day, Zhuang Xiaoyu woke up. Qin Wuyan had already finished practicing his sword, made breakfast himself, and waited by the bed with a book in his hand.
Seeing her wake up, Qin Wuyan put down his book, went to the bed and helped her dress: "the inner clothes and socks you made for me last time have broken several holes. After breakfast, find a time to mend them for me."
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the inner clothes and socks with patches stacked on them, crying and laughing: "Why are there so many patches on them?"
"I sewed it myself." Qin Wuyan didn't look shy: "people like me ride horses and practice martial arts all day. They walk everywhere. Their socks and clothes are easy to wear. They used to live in Minfu. It's inconvenient to come to you, so they sew and mend it by themselves.
Now that I'm back here, I can only bother Xiaoyu. "
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"Lying in my arms, Qin Wuyan still thinks of irrelevant people." Qin Wuyan pecked hard on her lips and comforted: "your brother is so big that he will be fine. You don't have to worry. As for your father, he can drive you out this time. I'm afraid he really doesn't intend to recognize your daughter.
Don't worry, this is your home. The married daughter can't always live in her mother's house. At least she should live in her husband's house. You should live here whether you go back to the priest's house or not... "
Zhuang Xiaoyu wrapped his fingernails around his palm: "can you help me find out the whereabouts of my eldest brother? If you find out, let my eldest brother persuade my father not to be angry with me. I won't make him angry in the future."
In the dim candle light, Qin Wuyan's handsome face was a little heavy. He combed Zhuang Xiaoyu's long hair and paused for a moment, gently promised: "OK, when I find your eldest brother, I'll tell her what you said..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu hugged Qin Wuyan's neck with both hands and put his thin lips close to his chin: "ah Yan, my eldest brother was not good to you before. Don't you hate him?"
"For your sake, I can write off my past."
But I want to get back the shameful things they have done to my relatives one by one.
Zhuang Xiaoyu felt more and more guilty: "ah Yan, it's our dealer. I'm sorry for you."
"You are you and they are them. Don't confuse them. You don't have to blame yourself or feel guilty. These things have nothing to do with you." Qin Wuyan can't stand Zhuang Xiaoyu's provocation and initiative.
Just for a moment, his breath was low, and the intimate kiss fell on Zhuang Xiaoyu's face and neck like a storm.
Zhuang Xiaoyu whispered gently and complained in a low voice: "Yan, can you talk to me more for a while? Every time..."
"I'll listen to what you want to say."
Zhuang Xiaoyu: "
How can she speak and how can she say it? She wants to seal her mouth so that those unbearable voices can be held back in her throat
Qin Wuyan practiced martial arts and swords every day. He was energetic. Zhuang Xiaoyu was soon exhausted where his opponent was.
After the clouds disappeared and the rain stopped, Zhuang Xiaoyu's ink hair was wet with sweat, wet and sticky to the snow-white and powdered skin, closed her eyes and slept heavily.
Qin Wuyan leaned over and looked at the quiet sleeping face lying beside him. His eyes were as dark as ink.
Zhuang huaisen and Zhuang Minghao are blood relatives she can never give up in her life. What should he do to let her completely cut off these ties?
Qin Wuyan lifted the bedding, stood up quietly and went out of the bedroom.
The faint and unique sound of the flute pierced the night. Qin Wuyan raised his feet and went to the secret room. The dark guard handed the news to Qin Wuyan: "Min Zhixing woke up."
......
The next day, Zhuang Xiaoyu woke up. Qin Wuyan had already finished practicing his sword, made breakfast himself, and waited by the bed with a book in his hand.
Seeing her wake up, Qin Wuyan put down his book, went to the bed and helped her dress: "the inner clothes and socks you made for me last time have broken several holes. After breakfast, find a time to mend them for me."
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the inner clothes and socks with patches stacked on them, crying and laughing: "Why are there so many patches on them?"
"I sewed it myself." Qin Wuyan didn't look shy: "people like me ride horses and practice martial arts all day. They walk everywhere. Their socks and clothes are easy to wear. They used to live in Minfu. It's inconvenient to come to you, so they sew and mend it by themselves.
Now that I'm back here, I can only bother Xiaoyu. "
"Lying in my arms, Qin Wuyan still thinks of irrelevant people." Qin Wuyan pecked hard on her lips and comforted: "your brother is so big that he will be fine. You don't have to worry. As for your father, he can drive you out this time. I'm afraid he really doesn't intend to recognize your daughter.Don't worry, this is your home. The married daughter can't always live in her mother's house. At least she should live in her husband's house. You should live here whether you go back to the priest's house or not... "Zhuang Xiaoyu wrapped his fingernails around his palm: "can you help me find out the whereabouts of my eldest brother? If you find out, let my eldest brother persuade my father not to be angry with me. I won't make him angry in the future."In the dim candle light, Qin Wuyan's handsome face was a little heavy. He combed Zhuang Xiaoyu's long hair and paused for a moment, gently promised: "OK, when I find your eldest brother, I'll tell her what you said..."Zhuang Xiaoyu hugged Qin Wuyan's neck with both hands and put his thin lips close to his chin: "ah Yan, my eldest brother was not good to you before. Don't you hate him?""For your sake, I can write off my past."But I want to get back the shameful things they have done to my relatives one by one.Zhuang Xiaoyu felt more and more guilty: "ah Yan, it's our dealer. I'm sorry for you.""You are you and they are them. Don't confuse them. You don't have to blame yourself or feel guilty. These things have nothing to do with you." Qin Wuyan can't stand Zhuang Xiaoyu's provocation and initiative.Just for a moment, his breath was low, and the intimate kiss fell on Zhuang Xiaoyu's face and neck like a storm.Zhuang Xiaoyu whispered gently and complained in a low voice: "Yan, can you talk to me more for a while? Every time...""I'll listen to what you want to say."Zhuang Xiaoyu: "How can she speak and how can she say it? She wants to seal her mouth so that those unbearable voices can be held back in her throatQin Wuyan practiced martial arts and swords every day. He was energetic. Zhuang Xiaoyu was soon exhausted where his opponent was.After the clouds disappeared and the rain stopped, Zhuang Xiaoyu's ink hair was wet with sweat, wet and sticky to the snow-white and powdered skin, closed her eyes and slept heavily.Qin Wuyan leaned over and looked at the quiet sleeping face lying beside him. His eyes were as dark as ink.Zhuang huaisen and Zhuang Minghao are blood relatives she can never give up in her life. What should he do to let her completely cut off these ties?Qin Wuyan lifted the bedding, stood up quietly and went out of the bedroom.The faint and unique sound of the flute pierced the night. Qin Wuyan raised his feet and went to the secret room. The dark guard handed the news to Qin Wuyan: "Min Zhixing woke up."......The next day, Zhuang Xiaoyu woke up. Qin Wuyan had already finished practicing his sword, made breakfast himself, and waited by the bed with a book in his hand.Seeing her wake up, Qin Wuyan put down his book, went to the bed and helped her dress: "the inner clothes and socks you made for me last time have broken several holes. After breakfast, find a time to mend them for me."Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the inner clothes and socks with patches stacked on them, crying and laughing: "Why are there so many patches on them?""I sewed it myself." Qin Wuyan didn't look shy: "people like me ride horses and practice martial arts all day. They walk everywhere. Their socks and clothes are easy to wear. They used to live in Minfu. It's inconvenient to come to you, so they sew and mend it by themselves.Now that I'm back here, I can only bother Xiaoyu. "
