The plum blossoms in the hall are inserted in a silver-white half-human-high gold-painted porcelain vase, blooming and filling the living room with a chilling fragrance.

The housekeeper said that Fu Huaiyi saw that she was always depressed these days, so he personally folded it and put it in the living room to make her smile.

Cheng Xue looked at the other side of the table, his face was a little flushed, and he was a little surprised.

His life on weekdays is very boring, either military affairs or military affairs, but for her, he is willing to go for a walk in the wilderness.

Smiling, he filled him with another glass of wine, "Huaiyi, have you ever thought about what would happen if you didn't meet me?"

Fu Huaiyi didn't answer, but looked at her for a while and said, "Finally smiled?"

Cheng Xue put down the pot and said in a low voice: "I rarely laugh these days

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