When I went home at around 9 o'clock last night, he and Mingfeng were sleeping in the living room honestly. I slept in my own room, facing the baby's golden coffin and silver coffin. It was no matter how terrible the soul my father said was. I was born. No matter how unfair it was, I shouldn't be the one who was entangled.

Actually, I was thinking at that time that it was probably because Fan was unlucky. They probably thought we had cursed them with our baby's wronged soul?

But I'm not so bored and I'm never willing to do this with my baby.

Of course, because I sneaked home, I opened the door with the key, and Mingfeng carefully broke all the surveillance, because I didn't want Yin Yijie to know, uh, why do I want him to know?

I just ignore him and ignore him, so?"

But now I think about it, I was so secretly that when I charged the phone last night, 80% of it was settled.

Alas, fb, how long has it been since I called myself, or in other words, I haven't used my phone for a long time, I'm very backward and degenerate.

Looking at the mountain and moving backwards, I remembered something and quickly took out my notebook. Sure enough, it went smoothly to the phone.

Over the years, it’s a miracle that the connection between Pengpin and mobile phone has been fine.

Brian came to see him, I asked him to see the cancellation of positioning and transfer the phone

"Brian, go to your phone, you are my assistant anyway."

I processed someone's phone number.

Brian looked at me with some contempt, or was resentful or indulged, anyway, he didn't object.

I continued, turned on the real-time monitoring program, the phone was at the head of the bed, what

What if he doesn't matter, Yin Yijie found that he could still eat me?

I didn't say much of what he did, hum.

Bridges return to bridges, we

In front, on the winding river surface, the stream water is clear and clear.

The reeds are tender green by the stream, and wild flowers are everywhere on the shore, and bumblebees are circling on it.

A bend of an arch bridge, a monument is erected at the bridgehead, and three big characters are written on it:

“Charity Bridge.”

An old man, holding a buffalo and holding a bundle of dry firewood under his armpits, walked slowly.

On the cliff, green pines stand upright, the mountains are red and red, and fairies turn into locust flowers and other white purity.

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Chapter completed!