Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

662. Chapter 662 The Finale Ends

Sit by the window, take a sip of fragrant tea, and let the rising mist walk quietly in your shallow belly and soft intestines.

Feng Xie stared at the drop in front of him, raised his head and turned around in a circle on Na Xin's half-smiling face, gritted his teeth, picked up the white piece in his hand, and dropped it to the left. Na Xin glanced at him sideways and said in a deep voice.

Ask: "Are you sure?"

Feng Xie tapped his knuckles on the chessboard and said bitterly: "This guy is risking death to survive!"

Na Xin smiled proudly, insisting that the black stones fall hard and accurately, leaving no room for Feng Xie. After a while, the white stones were scattered on the chessboard, looking extremely lonely.

Feng Xie half-opened his mouth and stared blankly at the chessboard, while Na Xin, dressed in a black robe, leaned against the window lattice and drank tea comfortably. The newly grown hair on his head was interlaced with black and white. Na Xin stroked it with satisfaction.

I remember Feng Xie laughing at him a few days ago: Why does his hair look like the tabby cat at the end of the village?

Na Xin said disdainfully: "My name is Mo Li Zang Zhen, and I always look younger than you!"

Feng Xie said: "I am younger than you!"

A burst of women's laughter came from the distance. Jian Yao was holding a bamboo basket and holding Yun Xiu's arm. The two of them touched their foreheads and whispered, and from time to time looked towards the window where Feng Xie and Na Xin were playing chess.

"Those two are going to play chess again! It's better for Brother Suli and Sister Yunxiu to accompany me in everything we do!"

Jian Yao said and looked back. Not far away, Su Li was bending down to take the bucket from Tianyin's hand. His eyes fell on the little woman's slightly protruding belly. Jian Yao sighed enviously.

Yunxiu saw what he was thinking, patted the back of her hand and said, "Just be content with Liyou!"

Jian Yao smiled and held Yun Xiu's hand with her backhand: "I never thought we could meet again. Now every day is like a dream!"

Yun Xiu smiled and said: "Then you have to thank him properly!"

Yunxiu's eyes fell on Feng Xie's angry face inside the window, and he saw him holding a bowl of chess pieces and shouting at Na Xin: "No, no, let's play another game!"

Jian Yao chuckled: "This man is getting smaller and smaller as he lives. His children are already so big, but he himself is living again!"

Yunxiu thought of something and asked, "Is Nian'er going to give birth? When will the palace come to pick you up?"

Jian Yao shook his head: "I don't want to go back there, even if the whole city is rebuilt now, I don't want to go back. There are many doctors in the palace, so Nian'er will be fine! Now I just want to live an ordinary life with him, their business

Let them worry about it themselves!”

The spring breeze blows, gently blowing the woman's long hair, and the past is flying in the heart like falling flowers, and each one is an endless dream.

Jian Yao sighed softly: "Sister, I am actually afraid that he will be unwilling to accept it. The so-called fleeting time is like a long river flowing through his heart for no reason, carrying glory, neglect, fame and the past. To the end of his life, he will only

I'm left..."

"Fool, isn't there still Liyou?"

Jian Yao smiled lightly, life was like a calm lake, quiet and peaceful. At this moment, Feng Xie was walking out of the back room in annoyance. He saw Jian Yao's face was like a peach blossom in front of the court, his cheeks were red, and his figure was like a clear willow.

Fufeng, Ying

Feng Xie laughed, took a few steps, and held her in his arms. A Bao and several children in the distance were drooling at the sight. The time at this time was really like a Song poem, with a tight sound,

Full of joy.

(Full text ends)

Are you satisfied with this ending?
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next