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The housekeeper added: "I have prepared some before, but I haven't fully prepared. The funerals of successive high priests are major events. This always needs to be prepared earlier..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded, "then prepare."
The housekeeper can only hurry to prepare Zhuang huaisen's future affairs, because he is too busy to care about what Zhuang Qingyun found in the warehouse
At night, Zhuang Xiaoyu finished grooming. When she came out of her ear room, she saw several dishes and a pot of wine on the table.
The wine is mellow and fragrant, and the taste goes straight into Zhuang Xiaoyu's breath.
She put on a cloak and stepped on a thin blanket to the table. She picked up the wine bottle, pulled out the cork, and took a sudden sip. A sweet smell slid down her throat and into her stomach.
In the daytime, the depressed mood after seeing her father seemed to find an outlet. Zhuang Xiaoyu hiccupped, grabbed the skirt of her chest, fell on the table and cried.
Cry for a while and then take a sip. The sweet fruit flavor seems to be able to brush away the sadness at the bottom of my heart, get a moment of relief, and save her briefly from the suffocating and heart splitting pain.
Soon, Zhuang Xiaoyu was drunk. She held the bottle tightly in one hand and put her head on the back of the other hand. She talked nonsense intermittently. For a while, she talked about the names of her father and brother, called Qin Wuyan's name, cried and laughed.
When Qin Wuyan quietly pushed the door in, he saw that in the bedroom with candles shining, the women were in green silk Committee, dressed in ink cloak, without powder, and lying on the table as weak and boneless.
The exquisite dishes on the table haven't touched a mouthful, but the infatuation drunk in jade bottles has reached the bottom.
Zhuang Xiaoyu drank up a whole pot of wine on an empty stomach. No wonder he was drunk.
Qin Wuyan pushed the person lying on the table and whispered her name: "Xiaoyu?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu twisted her body, gave a lazy "um", and her voice dragged on.
Qin Wuyan took the empty bottle out of her palm and put it at the corner of the table. Zhuang Xiaoyu's empty hand waved twice in the air, went to pull his cloak and muttered, "hot, so hot."
Qin Wuyan held her in his arms, let her lean against his shoulder and untie her cloak for her. Zhuang Xiaoyu seemed to find a comfortable place. He kept drilling into Qin Wuyan's arms, opened a gap in his eyes, stroked his face with his palm, looked at it for a while, smiled and said, "you look so handsome."
Qin Wuyan saw that she was drunk and blurred, and her pink lips were moistened by wine. He held her in his arms: "Xiaoyu..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu hiccupped at Qin Wuyan and smiled and touched Qin Wuyan's Adam's apple. "No matter how handsome you look, there is no more handsome man in the world than my husband.
If I hadn't been confused by beauty, I wouldn't have been so fooled...... "
Qin Wuyan coaxed in a low voice: "what have you been fooled? Tell me."
Zhuang Xiaoyu closed her eyes, leaned her head on the man's shoulder and cried again: "I was wrong, I killed my whole family..."
Qin Wuyan: "
Qin Wuyan held Zhuang Xiaoyu's wrist and felt a little pain in his heart.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was still nagging and regretting: "it's me. If I hadn't been so willful at the beginning, I would marry... Marry..."
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The housekeeper added: "I have prepared some before, but I haven't fully prepared. The funerals of successive high priests are major events. This always needs to be prepared earlier..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded, "then prepare."
The housekeeper can only hurry to prepare Zhuang huaisen's future affairs, because he is too busy to care about what Zhuang Qingyun found in the warehouse
At night, Zhuang Xiaoyu finished grooming. When she came out of her ear room, she saw several dishes and a pot of wine on the table.
The wine is mellow and fragrant, and the taste goes straight into Zhuang Xiaoyu's breath.
She put on a cloak and stepped on a thin blanket to the table. She picked up the wine bottle, pulled out the cork, and took a sudden sip. A sweet smell slid down her throat and into her stomach.
In the daytime, the depressed mood after seeing her father seemed to find an outlet. Zhuang Xiaoyu hiccupped, grabbed the skirt of her chest, fell on the table and cried.
Cry for a while and then take a sip. The sweet fruit flavor seems to be able to brush away the sadness at the bottom of my heart, get a moment of relief, and save her briefly from the suffocating and heart splitting pain.
Soon, Zhuang Xiaoyu was drunk. She held the bottle tightly in one hand and put her head on the back of the other hand. She talked nonsense intermittently. For a while, she talked about the names of her father and brother, called Qin Wuyan's name, cried and laughed.
When Qin Wuyan quietly pushed the door in, he saw that in the bedroom with candles shining, the women were in green silk Committee, dressed in ink cloak, without powder, and lying on the table as weak and boneless.
The exquisite dishes on the table haven't touched a mouthful, but the infatuation drunk in jade bottles has reached the bottom.
Zhuang Xiaoyu drank up a whole pot of wine on an empty stomach. No wonder he was drunk.
Qin Wuyan pushed the person lying on the table and whispered her name: "Xiaoyu?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu twisted her body, gave a lazy "um", and her voice dragged on.
Qin Wuyan took the empty bottle out of her palm and put it at the corner of the table. Zhuang Xiaoyu's empty hand waved twice in the air, went to pull his cloak and muttered, "hot, so hot."
Qin Wuyan held her in his arms, let her lean against his shoulder and untie her cloak for her. Zhuang Xiaoyu seemed to find a comfortable place. He kept drilling into Qin Wuyan's arms, opened a gap in his eyes, stroked his face with his palm, looked at it for a while, smiled and said, "you look so handsome."
Qin Wuyan saw that she was drunk and blurred, and her pink lips were moistened by wine. He held her in his arms: "Xiaoyu..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu hiccupped at Qin Wuyan and smiled and touched Qin Wuyan's Adam's apple. "No matter how handsome you look, there is no more handsome man in the world than my husband.
If I hadn't been confused by beauty, I wouldn't have been so fooled...... "
Qin Wuyan coaxed in a low voice: "what have you been fooled? Tell me."
Zhuang Xiaoyu closed her eyes, leaned her head on the man's shoulder and cried again: "I was wrong, I killed my whole family..."
Qin Wuyan: "
Qin Wuyan held Zhuang Xiaoyu's wrist and felt a little pain in his heart.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was still nagging and regretting: "it's me. If I hadn't been so willful at the beginning, I would marry... Marry..."
The housekeeper added: "I have prepared some before, but I haven't fully prepared. The funerals of successive high priests are major events. This always needs to be prepared earlier..."Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded, "then prepare."The housekeeper can only hurry to prepare Zhuang huaisen's future affairs, because he is too busy to care about what Zhuang Qingyun found in the warehouseAt night, Zhuang Xiaoyu finished grooming. When she came out of her ear room, she saw several dishes and a pot of wine on the table.The wine is mellow and fragrant, and the taste goes straight into Zhuang Xiaoyu's breath.She put on a cloak and stepped on a thin blanket to the table. She picked up the wine bottle, pulled out the cork, and took a sudden sip. A sweet smell slid down her throat and into her stomach.In the daytime, the depressed mood after seeing her father seemed to find an outlet. Zhuang Xiaoyu hiccupped, grabbed the skirt of her chest, fell on the table and cried.Cry for a while and then take a sip. The sweet fruit flavor seems to be able to brush away the sadness at the bottom of my heart, get a moment of relief, and save her briefly from the suffocating and heart splitting pain.Soon, Zhuang Xiaoyu was drunk. She held the bottle tightly in one hand and put her head on the back of the other hand. She talked nonsense intermittently. For a while, she talked about the names of her father and brother, called Qin Wuyan's name, cried and laughed.When Qin Wuyan quietly pushed the door in, he saw that in the bedroom with candles shining, the women were in green silk Committee, dressed in ink cloak, without powder, and lying on the table as weak and boneless.The exquisite dishes on the table haven't touched a mouthful, but the infatuation drunk in jade bottles has reached the bottom.Zhuang Xiaoyu drank up a whole pot of wine on an empty stomach. No wonder he was drunk.Qin Wuyan pushed the person lying on the table and whispered her name: "Xiaoyu?"Zhuang Xiaoyu twisted her body, gave a lazy "um", and her voice dragged on.Qin Wuyan took the empty bottle out of her palm and put it at the corner of the table. Zhuang Xiaoyu's empty hand waved twice in the air, went to pull his cloak and muttered, "hot, so hot."Qin Wuyan held her in his arms, let her lean against his shoulder and untie her cloak for her. Zhuang Xiaoyu seemed to find a comfortable place. He kept drilling into Qin Wuyan's arms, opened a gap in his eyes, stroked his face with his palm, looked at it for a while, smiled and said, "you look so handsome."Qin Wuyan saw that she was drunk and blurred, and her pink lips were moistened by wine. He held her in his arms: "Xiaoyu..."Zhuang Xiaoyu hiccupped at Qin Wuyan and smiled and touched Qin Wuyan's Adam's apple. "No matter how handsome you look, there is no more handsome man in the world than my husband.If I hadn't been confused by beauty, I wouldn't have been so fooled...... "Qin Wuyan coaxed in a low voice: "what have you been fooled? Tell me."Zhuang Xiaoyu closed her eyes, leaned her head on the man's shoulder and cried again: "I was wrong, I killed my whole family..."Qin Wuyan: "Qin Wuyan held Zhuang Xiaoyu's wrist and felt a little pain in his heart.Zhuang Xiaoyu was still nagging and regretting: "it's me. If I hadn't been so willful at the beginning, I would marry... Marry..."
