Ruo Qingyan asked.
Ruo Qingwu's eyes welled up with tears, and she looked at her with an incredibly complicated expression. Ruo Qingyan walked up gently and gave her a light hug.
Then he said with a smile:
"I'm leaving, sister."
After she left, Ruo Qingwu turned around and looked at the toys on the table, at the same display that was exactly the same as it had been more than ten years ago.
Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, falling onto the table in a pattering sound, until she finally squatted on the ground and sobbed uncontrollably.
Even though she lost a lot from a young age, she wasn't heartless. The estrangement would eventually disappear; it just would take time.
However, at this time, there was clearly no estrangement between Lao Ruo and his wife.
After returning home, Qi Yueyi felt exhausted and wanted to sleep as soon as she lay down on the bed, but...
If Han lay down, she would become energetic.
So she rolled over and looked at him with a smile:
"Have you solved this problem yourself over the years?"
If you listen to Han Qing clear his throat, he will say in a serious tone:
"I've saved up for so many years, just to wait for you to come back."
Qi Yueyi originally intended to tease him, but unexpectedly, she ended up blushing instead.
"You...you've been corrupted by the wind chimes!"
If you hear the cold: ...
"Don't mention him, move on."
Haha~
Qi Yueyi laughed so hard she was shaking, but the next second she was hugged tightly.
"Wait a minute, I... I'm a little tired! Wait a minute... you..."
She kept saying she was a little tired, but she didn't rest until dawn. Ah, humans!
When Ruo Qingyan returned, Feng Ling was not in the other world. She heard that he was practicing swordsmanship at the Two Hundred Knives Shop, so she went there as well.
Staying out all night! Engaging in a passionate knife fight with another woman?
This is intolerable!
Then he went over to watch and sat down to cultivate by himself.
In the middle of the night, Fengling and Xiran clashed swords once again, their blades colliding!
Ping Pong —
The voice was completely different from before. Erbaidao, who was fast asleep, raised an eyebrow and opened his eyes.
Wind Chime was looking at him with a smile, waving the unbroken tape in her hand:
"Aha~ It's done~ Next step!"
Two Hundred Dollars glanced at Xi Ran, who was somewhat embarrassed because the tape in her hand had broken.
Mingming practiced with Erbaidao all day, but still couldn't master the knack faster than Fengling.
Two Hundred Dollars didn't care. He never thought Xi Ran could win. Feng Ling's learning ability and talent were beyond human comprehension.
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