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Feng Sujin also did not pierce through Qiu Wenyu's lies, and plucked a dumpling in a saucer next to it. "This is for you. After this village, there will be no such restaurant. If you don't eat it, it will be gone."
Qiu Wenquan quickly picked up dumplings and ate them in his mouth.
Qiu Wenzhu chewed the dumplings, thinking of Jun Mohan's appearance when making dumplings, his heart was sore, and his throat moved, sour eyes would burst into tears.
Feng Sujin carefully observed Qiu Wenmao's look, and she understood everything.
Feng Sujin can imagine the difficulty of Jun Mohan.
Maybe he really had a lot of distress so he didn't see her.
She couldn't imagine what it was, but she must know that her home was difficult.
So she has to be stronger and work harder.
Feng Sujin pushed her tears back hard.
She knew that maybe Jun Mohan was hidden somewhere here, maybe he was watching her.
So she couldn't cry and couldn't make him sad.
She wants to smile hard.
Liang Xiaoqing looked at Feng Sujin's smile beside her, but she felt very beautiful but desolate. Such a smile made people really want to cry.
She thought of those words that were passed on by people, and she felt emotions, compared with what she experienced.
This woman has experienced so much, but she is still so powerful, she admires her.
Liang Xiaoqing couldn't help but say, "You ... your heart is crying."
Hearing this sentence, the smile on the corner of Feng Sujin's mouth froze.
Qiu Wenzhen looked at Feng Sujin with tears, "If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh, it's really not good-looking."
If Feng Sujin's smile made Jun Mohan look at it, he would definitely die.
Feng Sujin sighed, "Okay, don't laugh."
She turned her head to the air and said, "The dumplings are delicious. This is the fullest meal I have. I think it would be great if I could eat such dumplings all the time."
Liang Xiaoqing didn't understand why Feng Sujin suddenly said such a sentence.
Qiu Wenji knew that Feng Sujin was actually talking to Jun Mohan.
This woman is so smart that she can't hide anything now.
He thought Feng Sujin would continue to check and follow up.
But Feng Sujin didn't ask anything. She sat next to her after eating dumplings, and touched her fingers here, as if touching the breath left by Jun Mohan.
At this time, Feng Sujin had a particularly peaceful atmosphere all over her, which made others unbearable to bother.
Time passed by a little, Feng Sujin really wanted to stay in the place where Jun Mohan stayed.
But she also knew rationally that she had more important things to do. It was something she and Jun Mohan had in common, that was to be strong, to unite all major tribes and small nations, and even China.
And when I see it, it will be over. Once the Hankun Festival has passed, the war in the Great Kunming will continue.
Feng Sujin sat for a while and said, "I'm gone!"
Liang Xiaoqing looked at Feng Sujin's lonely back, I don't know why, couldn't help but follow.
Qiu Wenmao sighed and sat down beside him, "Are you still out? Everyone is gone!"
Jun Mohan then appeared slowly, in a luxurious and luxurious manner, if he didn't know his physical condition, Qiu Wenxuan would also admire him, just like a fairy.
Jun Mohan looked faint. He slowly walked to the place where Feng Sujin had just sat, and then sat down gently.
After Jun Mohan sat down, he covered his heart with his hands, where there was pain because of thoughts.
Close at hand, listening to every word she said, he really couldn't go up and hug her and love her hard.