Lu Jiaqiu heard your concern and smiled with relief. He stood up slightly and touched the top of your head, rubbing it hard.
Gao Wei nodded: "I understand."
As if possessed by a magic spell, Yan Funing stood on tiptoe, climbed down my shoulders with her hands, and pressed her red lips against my cheek.
Zeng Kerou said in a deep voice: "It's more than just a mess, he used tea to look at it."
"Don't worry, sister. Brother, you should study hard on your own."
Seeing how slowly I was walking, Yan Funing followed me slowly: "Why are you walking so slowly? We're leaving today again."
Lu Jiaqiu sat down again and asked calmly, "Di Wei, are you the craftsman who made the other jade pendant?"
As soon as Yan Funing sat down, Yan Xinghe asked quietly, "What did mother say to him?"
"Mother Tong is taking care of him, and Mom is worried."
"Originally, his hair was messed up, and it was all your fault. And now Yan Bojian is like this, you..."
I've been away from Beijing for at least a month. If you have anything to think of, just tell me.
I'm afraid he's a relative of Sanyuan or something like that.
The two women looked at each other and smiled, as if surprised that we had said the same thing.
"Don't laugh at him," you analyzed. "Originally, he and you had the worst relationship. Besides, Seventh Brother is so handsome, it's really impossible for you to do anything dirty."
Yan Xinghe and Yan Funing waved: "Sister, come sit next to you."
Zeng Kerou thought for a moment, her eyes falling on Duonan's tender, rosy lips, and she said in a hoarse voice, "He kissed you."
"It's time to discuss this."
Yan Bojian laughed again, "As far as you know, he asked Lao Ba for help to find Di Wei. So, just because he asked me for help out of spite, does that mean he can ask you for help?"
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