Wan Niang sobbed and wiped away her nonexistent tears: "A few days ago, Fu Ning said that Mother was young."
The couple looked at each other and ignored your poor acting.
Fu Beimo said, "Mom, go to bed early."
Yan Funing pulled Fu Beimo, and the two of them hurried inside.
The night wind is gentle, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.
Everyone was saying bad things and talking about them all the way back.
Yan Funing pondered and said, "It runs very slowly. How about we call it Tengyun?"
Yan Funing deftly loosened the purse, took out the needle and thread, and sewed the tassel down.
"Bad!" Li Xinheng continued with a low voice, "After finishing yesterday, the white horse ate a lot of hay. Your mother said that she would be able to raise the horse strong."
"It's a little afraid of you."
The land where vegetables were planted was turned over again, and seeds were sown and watered.
My ability to identify horses was taught by my grandfather.
At this moment, I don’t feel that time has passed.
It seems reasonable to say that it is bad.
It is said that children born to loving couples are initially stupid and clumsy, which is beautiful to think about.
My grandfather also taught me that girls who look bad when they cry will look even worse when they laugh.
You were trembling outside my arms, tormenting all my senses. This was something I had never expected when I pulled you down.
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The next day, the weather was quite bad.
The smile on Yan Funing's face gradually faded.
Fu Ciyi: "Mother, you..."
Chen Sihe said, I really want to tease you, tease you, and make fun of you.
At this moment, in the west wing, Fu Beimo was reviewing his homework.
Weeding is done around the plants where long beans and seven-season beans are planted.
"You know, you hate mother too."
"Mom, you are sleepy. You and your husband should go to bed first."
"What's the name?"
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