Yunduo and Xia Minghui also received an unexpected gift.

It's a word sent by the old man above: a hundred years of harmony.

I left a small word and stamped the seal.

After the clouds, two more grains were sent, each time 20 tons.

Although she didn't show up once, it seems that the old man doesn't know anything.

Yes, the geese leave traces. How can they really be seamless?

However, if the old man doesn't ask, they won't say that it's good to maintain the status quo.

What's more, Yunduo began to give the elderly at home Rongyang pills last year, and he didn't forget to ask his uncle to send a copy to the old man.

After receiving the gift, the two of them did not publicize it and quietly put it away.

This thing needs to be well preserved with that pen.

Finally, they were surrounded back to their new house.

No matter how good the clouds are, it will be tiring tos around this day.

It was getting late. Xia Minghui sent the guests away, closed the door, and couldn't wait to press her bride on the bed:

"Doll, I finally married you."

The fine kisses began from the forehead, spread all over the body, and the clothes were peeled off one by one.

Why don't men are self-taught in some ways?

The moon outside the window couldn't stand it anymore and shyly hit the mosaic for them.

The following is an omission of 10,000 words. Please make up for it yourself...

It was not until the clouds tos and fell asleep that Xia Minghui brought hot water and carefully wiped her bride cleans.

There was no dream all night, and it was noon the next day when the clouds woke up.

Opening her eyes, the vague that had just woken up had not dissipated. When I saw the man standing around me looking at her, the cloud was a little confused.

"Ha ha ha ha."

The man's low laughter came, and the cloud consciousness came back. As soon as he passed, Xia Minghui took the opportunity and rolled out of bed.

"Minghui, what's wrong with you?"

The clouds were shocked. Did you work too hard again?

Turn over and sit down and get out of bed to check. As soon as your feet touch the ground, the whole body fell soft.

Just as she was about to have a close contact with the ground, Xia Minghui stretched out her arm and took people into her arms.

Next to Xia Minghui's hot body, the clouds felt cold on his body.

Fog grass, I'm naked.

Pushing away Xia Minghui, the cloud quickly penetrated into the thin quilt and wrapped itself tightly from beginning to end.

"Good boy, get up."

"No." The dull sound of clouds came from the quilt.

"Is it hot to cover you like this?"

"It's not hot."

"Well, are you hungry? I made you lean meat porridge.

"Don't be hungry." After saying that, there was a protest in his stomach.

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