Generals can be deceived, military advisors cannot be deceived (gl)

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The little girl was sincere, and said in embarrassment: "But these flowers are all broken, how can I sell them to you?"

"Pear blossoms with rain, I think they are very beautiful. I just need to trouble you to take them to Lianfu ahead for me."

"Thank you so much." The little girl couldn't stop thanking her.

She really needed the money urgently to go to the wishing hall in the city to get some medicine for her grandfather. Although the sisters Wei and Mei at the wishing hall were kind-hearted and often gave medicines for free, after a long time, she always felt sorry.

The woman in the blue shirt smiled slightly, picked up the prettiest branch, and walked back to the woman in the pink dress.

"What, not happy?"

"How can I, because of the old sesame seeds and rotten millet, should I?"

"He said no, but when he saw me holding flowers, he frowned. Hey, why are you so narrow-minded."

"I'm narrow-minded? I really don't know who is narrow-minded." Fen Yi was so angry that her willow eyebrows stood on end, pointing to the plaque on the door of the shop along the street, counting the past, "Yunxiufang, Zuixiao Tower, Panyun Pavilion... I I know I was wrong to make up those words to lie to you, but you don’t have to spread them all over the place just to deal with me. This is not enough. Talk on and on."

"Well, what time of night? Always be clear when you accuse someone."

"You...you are shameless!" The pink-clothed man waved his hands away, but was suddenly surrounded by a powerful arm.

"Let go."

"Don't move, I'll put the flowers on for you."

I put it on for a long time with full concentration, but took it off again shaking my head and sighing.

The pink-clothed man's heart twitched, and he pretended to be calm and asked, "What's the matter, it doesn't look good?"

No matter how outstanding a woman is, she is always not confident when facing her sweetheart.

"Um."

Seeing her expression dim for a moment, the blue-shirted woman smiled slyly.

"I said it's not pretty, it's the flowers...not as good-looking as you."

The slanting wind is thin, the rain is drizzling, the tenderness of the intestines, and the style of love.

Anyone who loves colorful flowers is the icing on the cake.Whoever goes to compete in the world, the iron horse will be mad at the sand.

Whoever said that the country is picturesque, how can it compare to her?

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