I asked, “What about women?”
The scene was really quiet.
Master Fu took the opportunity to grab your hand and hold it tightly. “Your innocence is in his hands. If this is the case, there are no two ways around it.”
"Which two roads?" Yan Funing blinked.
Yan Funing's throat choked as she explained, "You said that because you thought he was coming back."
Fu Ciyi entered the room carrying a tray, giving a bowl of ginger soup to Yan Funing and one bowl to himself.
After saying that, he turned around and lay down with his back to me.
He didn't answer immediately. He drank the remaining half bowl slowly and then said, "I didn't think about anything."
Yes, my whole body froze.
The woman was lying straight, not even moving half an inch towards you.
In just a moment, Fu Ciyi drank half a bowl of ginger soup.
Yan Funing frowned: "Don't let him say that death is death."
That night, as the couple lay in bed, Yan Funing finally asked, "How is the disaster relief situation going now?"
Yan Funing scooped up a spoonful and muttered, "It takes so long to answer."
Two days ago, the disaster in Pengzhou was completely under control, the canals were unobstructed, and the embankments were solid.
You are stupid again.
My self-esteem is indeed higher than that of ordinary people.
"Whether you say yes or yes, it means the same thing to you."
Yan Funing struggled, but she was able to free herself from my iron grip. "It's been a few days since he started talking to you. It was you who took the initiative to talk to him."
Gao Congya moves closer to you and hugs you from the front.
Looking at the pouring rain, Yan Funing knew when this disaster relief work would end.
After all, there was no modern technology and equipment in ancient times, and disaster relief relied entirely on manpower.
Heavy rain continued in Pengzhou City for two consecutive days.
Disaster relief has become a heavy task.
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