The air in the mountains is exceptionally fresh, and when you open the door in the morning, you will be greeted by a gust of wind, with a faint scent of herbs.

Ye Ruotang stretched his waist and sat back in front of the bronze mirror, braided the waist-length green silk into a braid and hung it behind his shoulders, and suddenly felt that the whole person was a lot more energetic.

Su Su heard the movement in the house, so he ran in from outside, "Sister Qiu Yu is so beautiful today"

Ye Ruotang hugged the little girl on his lap, looked at the little girl's delicate face like a porcelain doll, and couldn't help sighing, "Su Su will be a beauty who will fall into the country and the city when she grows up."

Su Su hid in the girl's arms and giggled.

After sitting for a long time, his legs became a little numb, Ye Ruotang put Su Su on the ground, "Your father......

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