Su Zai was holding Sui'an's hand, and his tears were like beads with broken threads, and he couldn't wipe them dry.

"Great, An An, I knew you weren't dead, the medicine I took...... There's your taste. ”

Sui'an took a handkerchief to wipe her tears, "I'm sorry to be here, because there are many twists and turns, I hid it from you, I don't believe it......

"Young Marshal, Mrs. Newspaper Recruits Son-in-law" Chapter 220 Love can't love, there's no escape It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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