Looking at the Xianggong who was sleeping in bed, Su Eryan’s tears slammed down, only to feel the sadness in his heart.
This night, Su Diyi did not sleep for one night, cried for a night, and then woke up the next morning, his eyes were red, swollen and red.
Su Qingtong saw it, and he couldn’t bear it anymore. After all, he was his wife who had been with him for many years.
Touching her face and sighing, Su Qingtong said: “Don’t cry.”
Su Erzhen decided to look at him, tears and smashed it down. “What’s good here? Can’t you leave?” She really didn’t want to stay here, every day there was a lot of work, and the diapers could not be washed. If you can’t eat well, no one wants to understand her suffering.
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