Song Wuzhe and Gu Yu, Mo Po Sen and Huang Ling, Mu Gu and Cheng Wanduo lived in the hotel tonight.

Shepherd is no longer self-willed, she respects her nephew Cheng Wanduo, shepherd knows the pastoral heart these years, a person in the A city with herders, distressed, after her meal, warned Ban Jianing, Can't bear his sister!

Each returned to the room, Ban Jianing and her husband were lying on the bed, in the middle of them, lying on a sprouting pasture.

Originally, I wanted to come to a romantic event tonight. Unexpectedly, Tiangong did not make beauty, and the relatives of the animal husbandry came to see her.

Ban Jianing was very wrong, and she was laughing at him, saying that relatives came to attend their wedding.

On the wedding night, with his wife and son sleeping, there is no one except Bang Jianing.

Song of the next room, no worries, nestled in the arms of Gu Yu.

There was an uncontrollable smile on her face.

"Seeing that Jia Ning and Mu Xin are finally married, are you like to complete an important task?" Gu Yu asked.

Song Wuxi nodded: "Well. From the time I came to this world, I saw that the pastoral heart began, I know that this world, she will continue to the front with Jianing."

"I will continue to lead you."

Song Wushang looked up at Gu Yu, the scorpion wave flowing, beautiful and moving, "Auntie, this life, I want you to accompany me, pet me."

Gu Yu smiled low, bowed his head, and covered her lips. He told her by action that he would accompany her and spoil her in his life.

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Breethe.

The sky is dark.

The surrounding hills are rolling, the mountains, a field, a hillside.

Fields, hillsides, a lot of wildflowers, wildflowers, and butterflies.

On a hillside that was abandoned, a tombstone was erected in abrupt manner, which was conspicuous.

When Song Wuyou appeared here, he was attracted by the tombstone.

Feet, involuntarily came to this tombstone.

When she walked close to the tombstone and stood and saw the words engraved on the tombstone, she was shocked.

[Love your wife Song worry]! ! !

Above the tombstone, there are five characters!

Although it was engraved, she recognized this as the handwriting of the Oriental Xuan.

After she was given death by him, he buried her back to their hometown? ! !

Song Wuxi looked at the cemetery. The tomb was very chic and surrounded by marble.

It belongs to the grave, it is very clean, and the grave is a sea of ​​flowers.

In the sea of ​​flowers, plant a lot of flowers.

Flowers bloom throughout the year.

One pair after another, the butterfly dances in the sea of ​​flowers, making trouble...

On the stage in front of the monument, there are fresh fruits, meat, paper grass...

It seems that every day, people look at her and give her a fragrance...

Song Wuzhe stood in front of his grave and was shocked to see the big characters on the tablet.

Oriental Xuan Hao is a good heart!

She fought alongside him and called Jiangshan back.

The queen is a woman, even if she is dead, why not let her occupy half of the field?

Also sent her bones back to their hometown -

However, is she not being jailed by the Nine?

Not all family members have been defamed?

Who will be, to clean her grave every day, give her a daily meal, give her a fragrance every day?

Standing in front of your own grave, looking at your own tombstone, Song has no worries.

Just as she turned and was about to leave, she saw a tall figure on the small road ahead.

Seeing this figure, Song Wu’s back is a stiff, oriental Xuan!

Wearing oriental clothes in plain clothes! ! !