Outside, the spring breeze blows the flowers and branches, and the dark fragrance floats in the middle of the moon.

Jia Lian's little milk baby was just born, and she slept very sweetly in the cradle.

A pair of golden noble and indifferent eyes looked at Jia Lian's little milk baby. After a while, after the coldness melted, there was a spring of charming flowers and sultry flowers, and the warmth floated in his eyes. But it is more refined and perfect, and he has recovered his memory.

But in order to fall in love with silly A Lian again, Li Wenyao did not hesitate to be an ignorant mortal.

"A Lian, don't be a husband anymore. A husband loves you and is willing to accompany you through this lifetime. I wish you a safe and happy life."

Whispering softly, with the fluttering feelings between her lips and teeth, Li Wenyao's figure gradually merged with the wind and disappeared.

Jia Lian's little baby frowned slightly, and stretched out her chubby hands, as if asking for a hug from a certain man.

The wind is dragging, and the ambiguity is like the air bubbles turning into water vapor under the sun.

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