Chapter 503: The extra husbands are not human! 157
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Chapter 503: Extra, husbands are not human! 157
Extra, husbands are not human! 157
"His mother left after giving birth to him. It was Honggu who raised him. He is really pitiful."
Hong Gu, Liu Qingcong seems to have heard her name from three strange old men.
"The grievances committed by the previous generation are always borne by the next generation. I always thought he was a carefree and happy person, but it turned out that I didn't care about him at all. But he took care of me in every way." Liu Qingcong
The more I think about it, the more guilty I feel.
"Xiaoqing, don't be sad. He should understand your concern for him."
Liu Qingcong was leaning on Feng Qijun's arms, but the two of them were in very complicated moods at the moment. They didn't notice even a light rain falling in the sky.
In the next few days, Liu Qingcong never saw Feng Shiqilang again. When she asked, she found out that he had gone down the mountain and would not come back until a few days later.
Every morning and evening, Feng Qijun would come over to practice sword practice and walk with her. But every day when eating, there were only three strange old men with her, and a feeling of emptiness would fill her heart. She always felt that something was missing. Nothing.
Feng Shichiro's life lacked a lot of laughter and laughter. Even if there were fine wine and delicious food in front of her, she had no appetite at all. It turned out that unknowingly, she had regarded Feng Shichiro as a part of her life.
Feng Shiqilang left for half a month before Shi Shiran came back. The three strange old men were very happy to see him. Liu Qingcong just looked at him quietly from the side, but he was also very happy, but did not go
Take a look at Liu Qingcong.
He opened the big bag, took out a bunch of dark stuff from it, and said with a smile: "Big daddy, second daddy, third daddy, these are the clothes I bought for you."
Yinhuo looked at it, touched it, smelled it, and said displeasedly: "Why are they all the same? Our figures are obviously different. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for me to dress the same as them?"
"That's right, I don't want to be like them." Yin Shui said.
"I don't want it either." Yinshan said.
"I specially asked someone to make this size for you. It is absolutely suitable and is very warm to wear. If you don't like it, then I will have to give it to the beggars on the street. They will definitely be very grateful to me." Feng
Seventeen Lang said slowly and logically while packing up his baggage.
Yinhuo suddenly snatched the baggage from his hand, "I want it, I want it, who said I don't want it."
"Don't give up." Yin Shui said.
"Let's try it, try it quickly. This thin one suits you, Old Man Huo, this one is not big enough, Old Man Shui, it's yours, hey, this one is mine."
