xueyingyuWith a straight face, what? Are you here to scare girls?
Only then did Song Yaxuan withdraw his eyes that he could kill people.
xueyingyuAgain, you go back to kneeling on the washboard tonight
Song Yaxuan withered. In fact, in his subconscious, he had long admitted that Liu Yuanqing was his son-in-law.
This time, Xue Yingyu gave him a step down.
In the eyes of others, Xue Yingyu was submissive to Song Yaxuan.
linqiuxinHahaha Yaxuan will also have today?
liuyaowenYeah, I still laugh at my wife's strict control
songyaxuanHow can there be? Our family status is clear?
Well, a clear and strict wife.
linqiuxinIn that case, why not bring the wedding to the process?
xueyingyuI think it's okay, what do Zhizhi and Xiaoqing think?
liuyuanqingYeah, I think so too.
Song Ruizhi had a thin face, but she was actually a little embarrassed, and her ears were red.
linqiuxinYou can see for yourself about the marriage proposal, I'm not responsible for it.
liuyuanqingI was almost ready
Just like that, the six of them determined their "in-law" relationship with each other.
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Later, Liu Yuanqing and Song Ruizhi got married and had children, Liu Yaowen and Lin Qiuxin, Song Yaxuan and Xue Yingyu also grew old slowly.
After the company was delivered to Liu Yuanqing, Liu Yaowen also put travel on the agenda.
He often stroked Lin Qiuxin's knee, which was injured because of him.
Over the past few decades, Liu Yaowen has said many "sorry".
Although Lin Qiuxin smiled and waved her hand every time, Liu Yaowen understood that she might have ruined her life at that time.
linqiuxinIt's alright, at least we didn't miss it
The past will eventually pass, and we will eventually look into the distance.
liuyaowenIn the next life, wait for me
liuyaowenI will run to you, wherever and whenever
linqiuxinWhat are you doing so affectionately all of a sudden, the old husband and wife are still doing this?
liuyaowenI regret not being with you sooner
For Lin Qiuxin and Liu Yaowen, having been married for so many years, it seems that saying some mushy words or some gorgeous words is too hypocritical.
Under the passage of time, the freshness has long been worn out.
And loving each other seems to have become a habit.
Lin Qiuxin shook her head.
Leave a kiss on the corner of Liu Yaowen's mouth.
Unlike the hot kiss many years ago, this kiss is more like telling something.
If you have to say something, it must be "I love you" and "it doesn't matter".
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After Liu Yuanqing got off work, she was going to pick up Song Ruizhi from school, and the front desk handed over a note.
"Mr. Liu, this is a note from the chairperson."
On the envelope, it was also simple. At first glance, Liu Yaowen's handwriting was not really beautiful.
Big 8 words: Liu Yuanqing, I am your father.
If he didn't know, he thought someone was scolding him...
The inside of the envelope was also concise, with only a short line of words.
Liu Yuanqing could think of how Liu Yaowen said these words.
liuyaowenGone, don't know when to come back
Indeed... If it weren't for this note, I would have forgotten about my weird parents.
Liu Yuanqing was not unfilial either, but every time he proposed to go back to see Liu Yaowen and Lin Qiuxin, Liu Yaowen would always drive him away.
liuyaowenDon't disturb my alone time with your mother
... Oh.
Liu Yuanqing soon arrived at the school gate, just in time for Song Ruizhi to go out.
She is now the head teacher, and she always feels her own aura.
The scary kind.
She just stood there, always feeling not angry and arrogant.
Of course, except when you are by your side.
liuyuanqingMy parents are traveling
liuyuanqingSon, I entrust your parents to you tonight
liuyuanqingLet's have a daughter
Song Ruizhi's majesty disappeared in an instant.
Before he got home, Song Ruizhi was already born without love.
Seeing Song Ruizhi like this, Liu Yuanqing felt cute and tight.
Song Ruizhi glared angrily.
songruizhiWhat do you mean! I even have a name for my daughter!
When Liu Yuanqing was waiting for the traffic light, she turned to look at Song Ruizhi.
songruizhiThen go back and be gentle...
Song Ruizhi no longer wanted to recall the soreness of that night.
Our story is very over, but in the future, there will be many of us.
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[The story of Liu Yaowen and Lin Qiuxin, over - -]
