My wife is weirder than the last

Yu Gan smiled helplessly, and looked at his wife.

One was sitting in the pavilion, the other was standing under the warm sun, the afternoon sun was shining on Li Nianxiang's eyes.

A thousand years at a glance.

Isn't that the meaning of life.

Everyone in the world says that the Dao is supreme, above everything else.

But for Yu Gan, this moment is the avenue, the avenue that Poor Ji has pursued all his life.

This place of peace of mind is the road.

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