I'm coming......

Occupy the pit writing updated in the early morning

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No one will sympathize with a waste, let alone a myth like sending charcoal in the snow, and if I don't step on you a few more times, it is already considered a good character.

He followed the familiar route in his memory and went back, without attracting a trace of unusual attention.

I went back to the house and hastily wiped my body clean, and changed into a set of light blue dresses that were washed white.

Rubbing against the sky on the elbows and the hem of his trousers, a hint of sarcasm flashed between his eyebrows.

The owner of the landlord family, who has a lot of money and spends a lot of money, even raises his daughter so shabby.

Jumping on the bed, a thin quilt is the thing that Xiao Shi has survived all winter.

This kid is an ordinary person with blocked qi and veins, and his physique and cold-tolerant Cheng dù naturally cannot be compared with ordinary martial arts practitioners.

The sky of spring is still cold, and the small dilapidated house does not shelter from the wind, whirring and blowing in, this child is like this, struggling to survive the winter......

What a Lou family that eats people and doesn't spit out bones!

He squinted his eyes and lay down, and slept until ten in the evening, waking up hungry in his belly.

As soon as he sat up, the door of the little broken house was pushed open with a thud.

A middle-aged woman came against the light, and when she saw her, she seemed to be surprised, and casually said "ah", and quickly stepped forward to help her, "Shi'er, what, why are you here?" ”

He glanced at the woman and subconsciously withdrew his hand to avoid her touch.

The sky had completely darkened, and in the darkness, the pair of bright and sharp black eyes against the sky were like two bright flames, containing a substantial murderous aura, and the woman's heart jumped suddenly.

This is...... Little Ten?

The woman moved the lampstand a little closer and placed it on a low stool beside it.

Only then did she see her appearance clearly, a very demure and delicate woman, forty years old, the years treated her very favorably, and did not leave many traces on her face.

This is Xiao Shi's mother, He Xiuzhen and Aunt He, who recognized it against the sky.

No one will sympathize with a waste, let alone a myth like sending charcoal in the snow, and if I don't step on you a few more times, it is already considered a good character.

He followed the familiar route in his memory and went back, without attracting a trace of unusual attention.

I went back to the house and hastily wiped my body clean, and changed into a set of light blue dresses that were washed white.

Rubbing against the sky on the elbows and the hem of his trousers, a hint of sarcasm flashed between his eyebrows.

The owner of the landlord family, who has a lot of money and spends a lot of money, even raises his daughter so shabby.

Jumping on the bed, a thin quilt is the thing that Xiao Shi has survived all winter.

This kid is an ordinary person with blocked qi and veins, and his physique and cold-tolerant Cheng dù naturally cannot be compared with ordinary martial arts practitioners.

The sky of spring is still cold, and the small dilapidated house does not shelter from the wind, whirring and blowing in, this child is like this, struggling to survive the winter......

What a Lou family that eats people and doesn't spit out bones!

He squinted his eyes and lay down, and slept until ten in the evening, waking up hungry in his belly.

As soon as he sat up, the door of the little broken house was pushed open with a thud.

A middle-aged woman came against the light, and when she saw her, she seemed to be surprised, and casually said "ah", and quickly stepped forward to help her, "Shi'er, what, why are you here?" ”

He glanced at the woman and subconsciously withdrew his hand to avoid her touch.

The sky had completely darkened, and in the darkness, the pair of bright and sharp black eyes against the sky were like two bright flames, containing a substantial murderous aura, and the woman's heart jumped suddenly.

This is...... Little Ten?

The woman moved the lampstand a little closer and placed it on a low stool beside it.

Only then did she see her appearance clearly, a very demure and delicate woman, forty years old, the years treated her very favorably, and did not leave many traces on her face.

This is Xiao Shi's mother, He Xiuzhen and Aunt He, who recognized it against the sky.

No one will sympathize with a waste, let alone a myth like sending charcoal in the snow, and if I don't step on you a few more times, it is already considered a good character.

He followed the familiar route in his memory and went back, without attracting a trace of unusual attention.

I went back to the house and hastily wiped my body clean, and changed into a set of light blue dresses that were washed white.

Rubbing against the sky on the elbows and the hem of his trousers, a hint of sarcasm flashed between his eyebrows.

The owner of the landlord family, who has a lot of money and spends a lot of money, even raises his daughter so shabby.

Jumping on the bed, a thin quilt is the thing that Xiao Shi has survived all winter.

This kid is an ordinary person with blocked qi and veins, and his physique and cold-tolerant Cheng dù naturally cannot be compared with ordinary martial arts practitioners.

The sky of spring is still cold, and the small dilapidated house does not shelter from the wind, whirring and blowing in, this child is like this, struggling to survive the winter......

What a Lou family that eats people and doesn't spit out bones!

He squinted his eyes and lay down, and slept until ten in the evening, waking up hungry in his belly.

As soon as he sat up, the door of the little broken house was pushed open with a thud.

A middle-aged woman came against the light, and when she saw her, she seemed to be surprised, and casually said "ah", and quickly stepped forward to help her, "Shi'er, what, why are you here?" ”

He glanced at the woman and subconsciously withdrew his hand to avoid her touch.

The sky had completely darkened, and in the darkness, the pair of bright and sharp black eyes against the sky were like two bright flames, containing a substantial murderous aura, and the woman's heart jumped suddenly.

This is...... Little Ten?

The woman moved the lampstand a little closer and placed it on a low stool beside it.

Only then did she see her appearance clearly, a very demure and delicate woman, forty years old, the years treated her very favorably, and did not leave many traces on her face.

This is Xiao Shi's mother, He Xiuzhen and Aunt He, who recognized it against the sky.

No one will sympathize with a waste, let alone a myth like sending charcoal in the snow, and if I don't step on you a few more times, it is already considered a good character.

He followed the familiar route in his memory and went back, without attracting a trace of unusual attention.

I went back to the house and hastily wiped my body clean, and changed into a set of light blue dresses that were washed white.

Rubbing against the sky on the elbows and the hem of his trousers, a hint of sarcasm flashed between his eyebrows.

The owner of the landlord family, who has a lot of money and spends a lot of money, even raises his daughter so shabby.

Jumping on the bed, a thin quilt is the thing that Xiao Shi has survived all winter.

This kid is an ordinary person with blocked qi and veins, and his physique and cold-tolerant Cheng dù naturally cannot be compared with ordinary martial arts practitioners.

The sky of spring is still cold, and the small dilapidated house does not shelter from the wind, whirring and blowing in, this child is like this, struggling to survive the winter......

What a Lou family that eats people and doesn't spit out bones!