Maybe they all mean it, but they don't say it. After lunch, Zhao Xijia remembered that it was time to go back to his home, and when he resigned, he was obviously reluctant to act cold.

Duanmu Qi'an, who was very reluctant to let Zhao Xijia go, looked like he must leave people no matter how he persuaded him.

In the end, it was Zhao Xijia who compromised, and he decided to send a letter to his father and mother, saying that he would play outside for a few more days.

Duanmu Qi'an was happy and prepared everything. Time passed slowly, leisurely, day after day, and some people just didn't return to their homes for a long time.

I don't know how many letters I went, and the people of the Zhao Mansion didn't know how many times they looked forward to it, but they didn't expect their son-in-law to return home.

Year after year, some people are getting closer and closer to the 9,000-year-old youth, and they are getting closer and closer to the prophesied day.

In an instant, five years have passed since their first acquaintance, and some people have also relied on Duanmu Mansion for five years.

In the past five years, there have always been two long figures practicing martial arts together every morning. Play together like a child, eat together, and steal wine together while others are not paying attention.

In the past five years, I have been very happy. But the marks between their eyebrows are also getting redder and redder, revealing a kind of bewitching beauty, adding a bit of feminine charm to their jade-like faces, and setting off the brilliance of their eyes like stars.

"You love the world, I love you" is like a year of water is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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