In the house, in the marriage room, Chunjiao looked at her sleeping husband with a happy face, covered him with a quilt intimately, and then walked to the window, the candle flame by the window was reflected in her pupils, with a faint yellow dark light, and the eyes fell on a figure with that dark light, and the happy smile on her face deepened.

The little red umbrella smiled cheaply, staggered in from outside the courtyard, thinking that now she could drink with Yunqi with peace of mind, and her cheap laughter turned into a hearty laugh, and she shouted, "Yunqi old sister, Yunqi old sister!" ”

After shouting, he opened his half-closed eyes and shook around, but he didn't see a white figure.

"What about people?"

She muttered as she walked into the room.

Chapter 148 of "Dressed as a Waste Material Painter, Crazy Drop the Vest on the Road to Cultivating Immortals": Yunqi Old Sister is hitting her hand, please wait a moment,

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