Jiang Huaizhou raised a parasol and covered the hot sun for Wen Jin. Although it was less than May, the desert was very exposed. He took the puppy in Wen Jin's arms from her arms.

Don't keep holding the puppy all the time, I do n’t know if it ’s bad for children. I do n’t want to know. I do n’t want to know. Others I happen to have something to tell you. It’ s related to your loved ones. It ’s related to Lou family.

What kind of vagina did you do to your family after you left! "

"My family is wrong?" Wen Jin's feet were soft, "What's wrong with my family?! I care about my loved on the most!"

"Not only the occurrence of something. It was just broken. Mo Yu, went back and said carefully."

Wen Jin frowned his eyebrows. "Last time you coup, Li Mountain, transferred your parents to settle in other places. It is not righteous to abandon Yunye in the Chiang House. Now you look for a sister for a few months and do not explain to Yun Yan.

But it ’s a good brother, a bad husband. After eating this chicken raised by this sister, leave it quickly. I do n’t destroy the family of others.”

But he laughed at Jiang Huaizhou. "She was originally stuffed by Jun. I should not marry her on the seventh day of March the year before the year.

Brother is not a prince of Dali Temple, and her marriage has been broken early. "

"Look at it. Men really have no good person! You are not good to her. I don't recognize you in this life. Men are responsible for your wife!"

Wen Jin remembered that she had disappointed Jiang Huaizhou, and every time she was most frustrated, Jiang Huaizhou appeared beside her.

In her own thoughts, she had no joy in the kiss, but was conflict in her heart. She didn't like Jiang's skin to touch her skin. Only the closeness of Jun Shang could bring intimacy and expectations when she was intimate.

Her heart was poisoned with Fu Jingzhu, and no matter how good she was, she was like feeding an unfamiliar white -eyed wolf.

She confessed to death, and she was not reconciled. She loved the man in the dragon chair for half a lifetime, and she was mixed with anything.

When the woman next to the woman raised her son, fell asleep her king, and wearing her phoenix crown, she was very uncomfortable. She was particularly depressed. She hated her husband most with others, but she actually raised her own breath.

I also have to sit on the seat of Fu Jingzhu's wife, and do not ask others to come up.

She wants to marry someone as if marrying anyone at any time, but she can't lie in her heart. No one except Fu Jingzhu is unwilling to marry, but she wants to see how much she can live up to what extent she can live.

This is this kind of stubbornness, the more you pay, the more you can't bear to leave, the more you go forward, the more you are injured, and the more you are reconciled, the deeper and deeper.

She has never seen such a man who has never seen such a non -credit in her life, and she never speaks, so she wants to see if he can have done it once. Hey. The more unwilling you want to get his promise, may

I also think that the king is like that.

Women should not be like her. She should stop the loss in time. She is really not good at her in the second half of her life. She is good in other aspects.

Fu Jingzhu stood in the dark, and silently stared at Wen Jin and Jiang Huaizhou.

He looked at Wen Jin holding Jiang Huaizhou's sleeves. She was pleasantly surprised. I wonder if Jiang went out of the door and left her for a day or two. At first glance, she was happy.

She burst into tears, Jiang wiped her tears, and then she laughed. Jiang helped her to cover her umbrella and help her hold a puppy.

Essays, every small detail of the harmony between Jiang, each expression and action made Fu Jingzhu jealous, but he did not disturb the voice. If he showed up, he would only disturb her peaceful life. He hurt Jiang Huaizhou.

It will make her hate him. He has done too much things that make her sad. He can't continue to hurt her. Moreover, he has also been tired with her in the past two years.

He likes to hold her affection and read poems for her.

He thought, it would be better to not disturb at this moment. He traveled to half a long journey and did not come to spend the last trace of friendship with her.

Although there was no communication, I saw it.

I don't think it's enough to see it, I want more.

He wanted to hug her soft body, touched her to bred the belly of his child, kissed her soft lips, was in the inn, or he was temporarily purchased in the inn, or he had to have her again. She had her again.

When he saw her for a moment, he couldn't calm down.

But he is more restrained than ever, and he has not interrupted them.

He followed them silently, like a voyerer who could not be on the table, peeping at her and Jiang's life. He became not him. He thought he could live a few lives away from her family like this.

His forehead was getting higher and he was confused, but he still followed Wen Jin without returning to the inn, but he didn't disturb her.

He was calling her taboos in his heart: Su Wenjin, Su Wenjin, Su Wenjin ... I miss you so much ...

He already asked her in his heart.

Wen Jin seemed to notice that there were two sights falling on her back. She went to Yang Zhai and looked back to see.

Fu Jingzhu was quite nervous, fearing that she would see him no longer as good as the past, for fear that she could not even recognize him, or recognized that it would be cold and blame him to disturb her life.

Go.

Wen Jin is far from seeing the long back of the road over there. She is wearing a very expensive purple shirt, which is very thin. The narrow waist is called the belt bend, but there is some sickness.

It's a foreigner. I haven't seen it. I have never seen it.

When Wen Jin saw this back, her heart was inexplicably tight, and she had a sense of astringent suffocation, which made her pant, and there was an impulse to tears, but it was true that there was no such weak Liu Fufeng.

The impression of the son, look at the grandmother's hand with a large black and sophisticated box. I do n’t know what it is installed inside.

"Go back." Jiang Huaizhou looked over there, and called Wen Jin.

Wen Jin retracted his eyes, his hand pressed his heart, and his nose was sore inexplicably. When the thug touched his eyes, there was tears, the demon was stunned, and the strange son was crying? Jealous people are skinny?

Wen Jin led Jiang Huaizhou back to Yangzhai.

Yang Awang asked: "Is this your soldier husband in Beijing?"

Wen Jin said, "This is my brother."

Yang Ye laughed: "Also, there is no husband and wife. Jin'er's face is a blessed person."

Jiang Huaizhou's face is not good, "Hello mother -in -law."

Wen Jin joked: "Grandma, my brother is here, tell him to cook for me, so it is easy to have a bitterness to come in. Our orphans and widows are rest."

Grandma Yang also laughed, "Su Ri is all your big stomach cooking to take care of me and the small stray ghost, so it is easy for your brother to come, how can you ask the guests to do it." Let me do it. "

Jiang Huaizhou immediately said: "It's not a guest, it's a family member. Don't be polite, I'll just come."

Wen Jin sat down with her grandmother at the moment, watching Jiang Huaizhou catching the chicken raised in the yard. He was the mind of the rebel country. The origin of Dali Temple, he caught the chicken to look particularly funny.

Wen Jin and Grandma, as well as the blind girls adopted by Wen Jin laughed. The girl is called Yueyue. I do n’t know, I do n’t know, when I picked it, I ’m thin and thin, who knows how old?

Everyone laughed and saw the setting sun falling. There was a lot of redness on the desert, which was spectacular.

Wen Jin helped to beat, washing some greens, cooking smoke, laughter, Yueyue was called Jiang Huaizhou's father, called Wen Jin A Niang, and the child also called his father and mother. Wen Jin hadn't been so happy for a long time for a long time

It's happy to see your loved ones.

Fu Jingzhu was standing outside the door, listening to the laughter in the courtyard, looking at the smoke rising in the kitchen, the laughter of the children, and the sound of poultry, the small family's life was strong.

A peach tree outside the door is blooming. This is the life that Jin wants. They adopted a daughter. It was their common child.

Fu Jingzhu couldn't stand it anymore. Really, he was like Ling Chi. But he still had not been disturbed in the hospital.

There is no position. No qualifications. No face. He stopped his wife.

He ... stop his wife.

He made her arrest.

-I never loved you, and I will not sympathize with you in the future.

-Stead, don't come to Winter Garden in the future, because I won't come back-
Chapter completed!