So Jinyu can only say goodbye, from the time to the present, she doesn't want to live up to Jintian's ardent expectations, the child finally has a day off, and the desire for home is difficult to describe in words.

Ling Ziyan sat in front of the window and listened to the conversation below, and the book in his hand didn't read a word.

Jin Yu's crisp voice has been circling in her ears, and it seems that there are no powerful words, but they are not to be refused.

I'm afraid she doesn't know that the waiter who has quenched the teapot will never appear in the training team again every day, survival of the fittest, just like the Ling family's choice of family inheritors for a hundred years.

The pot of tea has changed from the original boiling heat to the current residual temperature, and the creaking sound of the wooden ladder being walked around sounded outside.

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