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Feng Qingchen handed a handkerchief: "If you want to cry, cry. Others see the sacrifice of the Bai family, and will cry sadly; others will also see your achievements and will feel proud."

"There will be many people laughing for you in the future, but I know that this road is too difficult, and not everyone can withstand the pressure and burden."

"When the suffering is over, it is time to cry, for the partners who cannot reach the end, for this difficult victory, and for all the sacrifices in their hearts, these lovely people."

Bai Mingwei couldn't help but whimper: "Are you comforting me? Why can't I even more?"

Feng Qingchen sighed softly: "You must be proud of Xiao Chuanyi's strength and sensibility, but at the same time I hope he can be the truest self without hiding his emotions or forcing himself to be brave."

"And I am the same. I am proud of your strength and hard work, and my heart is also proud of your achievements. But I hope you don't have to hold back if you want to cry, and you don't have to restrain your laughter."

Bai Ming wiped the tears from his face with a veil: "Put your speech away quickly, like a chattering old father."

Feng Qingchen sighed to the sky: I want to be your husband, but I have worked hard to manage myself but I have lived my old father?

The little white marten got out of his head at the right time, covered his mouth and laughed, revealing two rows of big white teeth.

Before it could gloat for a long time, Feng Qingchen hung it around his neck: "The cold wind was shining, and the good mink hair was missing."

A marten is innocent and is guilty of being a hairy person.

It was determined to be a virtuous supporter for his master, and he was sad for his master. The master actually thought about how it raised smooth hair?

The little white marten was so scared that her hair exploded.

It quickly rushed into the carriage and flipped over the bag. Finally, it pulled out a piece of marten fur, held the marten fur and jumped onto the master's shoulder. It put its companion's fur in tears on the master's fur intimately, and pinched its claws and waited for the master to change his idea of ​​killing it and taking the skin.

Bai Mingwei was amused by this scene and couldn't help but burst into tears and laugh.

It grabbed the little white marten and placed it on its legs, gently stroked the little white marten's hair: "He is reluctant to peel your skin, don't worry."

The little white sable was not relieved, but was even more worried: the master was reluctant to let it go, and this dead woman was not good!

Thinking of this, the little white sable struggled to get up, quickly rushed into Feng Qingchen's arms, hugging Feng Qingchen's arm and acting coquettishly.

Feng Qingchen shook his head and chuckled: "Xiaobai, according to the age of diaw, you are already a middle-aged marten. Can you not be so immature?"

The little white sable took the opportunity to snuggle in his master's arms, rubbing his little head around, and using his actions to prove what it means to "no matter how old he is, he will still be a baby."

Looking at the harmonious scene between the master and the servant, Bai Ming couldn't help but curl up his lips.

The scene that was moved and weeping just now seemed to have not happened, but only she knew in her heart that the friendship between the people would be remembered for life on behalf of her father, uncle and brother.

This bloody road is difficult, but she never regrets every step she takes, even if she is covered in bruises and even if she gives everything.

At the same time, she also knew that the victory of the five cities did not mean the end of her mission.

The world is peaceful, the rivers are clear and the sea is peaceful.

It often requires the efforts of generations. If someone must walk on this difficult road, then she will be determined without hesitation.
Chapter completed!