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3991. Chapter 3991 The man in the arms 1

Luojia burst into tears.

The sorrow I had endured for a long time suddenly rolled out like a flood from a floodgate.

But she laughed and held his hand tightly: "Don't be sad... I'll be fine soon... Don't worry... We promised to travel around the world... I promise you, I won't regret it

Well……"

She dare not go back on her word!

This man spent the rest of his life behind him - yes, he was the man behind him.

Behind every successful man there is a dedicated woman!

However, behind every successful woman, there are many silently dedicated men.

Lu Tai's mutiny, Lao A's mutiny, the Xianbei tribe's overt and covert struggles... Which time did he lack his silent support?

There are even many scandals because of him.

Everyone has rumors that Empress Dowager Feng raised many powerful male pets - isn't this him!

Behind the scenes for so many years!

Many times, I secretly went out to have trysts with him, just like having an affair - who knew that this was actually my husband?

Having an affair with my husband.

How wonderful this thing is.

She giggled, finding it very funny.

Without realizing it, I have been treating Luo Jia as my secret lover for many years - I have been treating Luo Jia as my lover for decades, and I have been having an affair with my heartbeat for decades, isn't it great?

"Fangfei, what are you laughing at?"

"Father...I'm thinking about what I should eat to get better quickly..."

His voice was choked and his eyes were surprisingly gentle.

"Fangfei, you can eat whatever you want, I'll eat with you."

"Um."

By that time, it was already slightly dawn.

She sat up and leaned against the bed.

Luojia took a piece of clothing and put it on her. The pillows were high and very comfortable.

But her lips were chapped and there was no taste in her mouth.

Luo Jia first brought tea and asked her to gargle her mouth inside and out. He also carefully cleaned her hands and face, and even combed her messy hair neatly.

Just no mirror.

She stroked her bun: "I want to see, tell me, am I ugly now?"


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