Chapter 4402: 4402
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Zhuang Xiaoyu cleaned the ashes in the house and stared at the shaking candle in a daze.
After more than three years, Yan Qing has experienced changes and polishing. Although she is no longer a young man, she can still clearly recognize the outline of that face.
This man has more masculinity. When he smiles, his lips are a little more evil, his eyes are gloomy, and his facial features have not changed much. The portrait is smiling. Compared with the serious portrait that Dr. Zhong asked the waiter to send her, it can be seen that he is a person.
Yan Qing.
Xu Yi.
Guard commander.
It was this person who personally frustrated the second brother. He was also this person. He clearly knew the whereabouts of the eldest brother, but he didn't intend to rob the eldest brother from min Huizhu at all.
All he did was acquiesced by Qin Wuyan.
When Qin Wuyan came in, he saw Zhuang Xiaoyu in a daze. He didn't know what he was thinking.
He walked over, smiled and asked, "why is the light still burning in broad daylight?"
He sniffed and breathed. There was a faint smell of burning things in the air and asked, "what did you burn?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu woke up, quickly stood up, opened the window, blew out the light, and said, "I wrote a word. I wanted to give jade fragments and asparagus as a gift, but I couldn't write well, so I burned it."
She stood by the window, drooping her head, as if full of annoyance: "my big handwriting has never been very good."
Qin Wuyan bent his eyebrows and said, "your big characters are much better than before. If you think highly of them, I'll write a pair of words for you and send them to them. How about it?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu smiled, but his smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes: "that's better."
Qin Wuyan opened the cabinet directly and found the pen and ink, but found that the Hui ink was dry and there was dust on it. At a glance, he knew that it had not been used for a long time.
Qin Wuyan turned around, looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu standing by the window, paused his fingers, still took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread it on the table, waved to Zhuang Xiaoyu: "come here, what do you want to write?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu leaned against the window, but didn't move. She looked out of the window. She didn't know what she was looking at. She opened carelessly: "it's a good marriage for a hundred years, or the husband and wife can break the gold together."
Qin Wuyan walked over and held her hand, "grind ink for me and add fragrance to tea."
Zhuang Xiaoyu let Qin Wuyan pull him to the table, rolled up his wide cuffs and began to grind.
Qin Wuyan chatted with her: "you did everything you heard about broken jade and asparagus."
"Well." Zhuang Xiaoyu pulled the cuff of the other hand with one hand, revealing his white wrist. The jade bracelet with green oil was worn between his white wrists. It was very beautiful: "marriage is a major event in a lifetime. In retrospect, as long as I think of the day of marriage, my heart is also sweet."
Qin Wuyan looked at her and stroked her face: "Xiaoyu, follow me and let you suffer."
Zhuang Xiaoyu avoided his hand.
Qin Wuyan's finger belly fell empty and asked, "do you regret every time you think about our marriage?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu paused for a moment. She hung her head, and a drop of tears fell on the ink plate without warning. Just in a flash, she began to grind again and opened her mouth like nothing else: "at that time, I felt that I was the happiest woman in the world and finally married my lover."
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Zhuang Xiaoyu cleaned the ashes in the house and stared at the shaking candle in a daze.
After more than three years, Yan Qing has experienced changes and polishing. Although she is no longer a young man, she can still clearly recognize the outline of that face.
This man has more masculinity. When he smiles, his lips are a little more evil, his eyes are gloomy, and his facial features have not changed much. The portrait is smiling. Compared with the serious portrait that Dr. Zhong asked the waiter to send her, it can be seen that he is a person.
Yan Qing.
Xu Yi.
Guard commander.
It was this person who personally frustrated the second brother. He was also this person. He clearly knew the whereabouts of the eldest brother, but he didn't intend to rob the eldest brother from min Huizhu at all.
All he did was acquiesced by Qin Wuyan.
When Qin Wuyan came in, he saw Zhuang Xiaoyu in a daze. He didn't know what he was thinking.
He walked over, smiled and asked, "why is the light still burning in broad daylight?"
He sniffed and breathed. There was a faint smell of burning things in the air and asked, "what did you burn?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu woke up, quickly stood up, opened the window, blew out the light, and said, "I wrote a word. I wanted to give jade fragments and asparagus as a gift, but I couldn't write well, so I burned it."
She stood by the window, drooping her head, as if full of annoyance: "my big handwriting has never been very good."
Qin Wuyan bent his eyebrows and said, "your big characters are much better than before. If you think highly of them, I'll write a pair of words for you and send them to them. How about it?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu smiled, but his smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes: "that's better."
Qin Wuyan opened the cabinet directly and found the pen and ink, but found that the Hui ink was dry and there was dust on it. At a glance, he knew that it had not been used for a long time.
Qin Wuyan turned around, looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu standing by the window, paused his fingers, still took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread it on the table, waved to Zhuang Xiaoyu: "come here, what do you want to write?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu leaned against the window, but didn't move. She looked out of the window. She didn't know what she was looking at. She opened carelessly: "it's a good marriage for a hundred years, or the husband and wife can break the gold together."
Qin Wuyan walked over and held her hand, "grind ink for me and add fragrance to tea."
Zhuang Xiaoyu let Qin Wuyan pull him to the table, rolled up his wide cuffs and began to grind.
Qin Wuyan chatted with her: "you did everything you heard about broken jade and asparagus."
"Well." Zhuang Xiaoyu pulled the cuff of the other hand with one hand, revealing his white wrist. The jade bracelet with green oil was worn between his white wrists. It was very beautiful: "marriage is a major event in a lifetime. In retrospect, as long as I think of the day of marriage, my heart is also sweet."
Qin Wuyan looked at her and stroked her face: "Xiaoyu, follow me and let you suffer."
Zhuang Xiaoyu avoided his hand.
Qin Wuyan's finger belly fell empty and asked, "do you regret every time you think about our marriage?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu paused for a moment. She hung her head, and a drop of tears fell on the ink plate without warning. Just in a flash, she began to grind again and opened her mouth like nothing else: "at that time, I felt that I was the happiest woman in the world and finally married my lover."
Zhuang Xiaoyu cleaned the ashes in the house and stared at the shaking candle in a daze.After more than three years, Yan Qing has experienced changes and polishing. Although she is no longer a young man, she can still clearly recognize the outline of that face.This man has more masculinity. When he smiles, his lips are a little more evil, his eyes are gloomy, and his facial features have not changed much. The portrait is smiling. Compared with the serious portrait that Dr. Zhong asked the waiter to send her, it can be seen that he is a person.Yan Qing.Xu Yi.Guard commander.It was this person who personally frustrated the second brother. He was also this person. He clearly knew the whereabouts of the eldest brother, but he didn't intend to rob the eldest brother from min Huizhu at all.All he did was acquiesced by Qin Wuyan.When Qin Wuyan came in, he saw Zhuang Xiaoyu in a daze. He didn't know what he was thinking.He walked over, smiled and asked, "why is the light still burning in broad daylight?"He sniffed and breathed. There was a faint smell of burning things in the air and asked, "what did you burn?"Zhuang Xiaoyu woke up, quickly stood up, opened the window, blew out the light, and said, "I wrote a word. I wanted to give jade fragments and asparagus as a gift, but I couldn't write well, so I burned it."She stood by the window, drooping her head, as if full of annoyance: "my big handwriting has never been very good."Qin Wuyan bent his eyebrows and said, "your big characters are much better than before. If you think highly of them, I'll write a pair of words for you and send them to them. How about it?"Zhuang Xiaoyu smiled, but his smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes: "that's better."Qin Wuyan opened the cabinet directly and found the pen and ink, but found that the Hui ink was dry and there was dust on it. At a glance, he knew that it had not been used for a long time.Qin Wuyan turned around, looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu standing by the window, paused his fingers, still took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread it on the table, waved to Zhuang Xiaoyu: "come here, what do you want to write?"Zhuang Xiaoyu leaned against the window, but didn't move. She looked out of the window. She didn't know what she was looking at. She opened carelessly: "it's a good marriage for a hundred years, or the husband and wife can break the gold together."Qin Wuyan walked over and held her hand, "grind ink for me and add fragrance to tea."Zhuang Xiaoyu let Qin Wuyan pull him to the table, rolled up his wide cuffs and began to grind.Qin Wuyan chatted with her: "you did everything you heard about broken jade and asparagus.""Well." Zhuang Xiaoyu pulled the cuff of the other hand with one hand, revealing his white wrist. The jade bracelet with green oil was worn between his white wrists. It was very beautiful: "marriage is a major event in a lifetime. In retrospect, as long as I think of the day of marriage, my heart is also sweet."Qin Wuyan looked at her and stroked her face: "Xiaoyu, follow me and let you suffer."Zhuang Xiaoyu avoided his hand.Qin Wuyan's finger belly fell empty and asked, "do you regret every time you think about our marriage?"Zhuang Xiaoyu paused for a moment. She hung her head, and a drop of tears fell on the ink plate without warning. Just in a flash, she began to grind again and opened her mouth like nothing else: "at that time, I felt that I was the happiest woman in the world and finally married my lover."
