Good pregnancy, quick to wear: the soft heroine is pampered by the group in the plane

"It's been ten years," Zhou Mingyu also sighed. He looked sideways and looked at Su Zhiruan tenderly. The inescapable favor and the deep love that he didn't even know lingered in his eyes. He acted rogue, "Why? What about an old married couple? We still have twenty, thirty, and a long, long time."

She was all in his dark pupils.

Ten years have passed, but she is still as young and beautiful as when they first met. Time has not left its mark on her face, but instead makes his love infinitely stronger.

He was very lucky to be chosen by her in the vast sea of ​​​​people and the torrent of the world.

They are the happiest and most suitable partners in the world.

Su Zhiruan returned the greeting, "I don't dare to accept it."

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She saw with her own eyes that her daughter was called Mother Su Zhiruan, and Su Zhiruan healed her wounds, raised her to be fair and fat, and treated her as her own child.

"However, something has been following you, and it must be resentment." The old monk looked at Su Zhiruan's back and then turned his attention, "Do you want to see it?"

But people are still dead, and there is nothing she can do no matter how much she thinks about it.

"You deserve it." Zhou Mingyu escorted her out and commented on the two of them in just four words.

Next to the big tree, there was an old monk sitting with his eyes closed and two buckets of lottery tickets in his hands.

[Hold your hand and grow old together]

There is a huge tree in the middle of the temple. A few people hang signs and red ropes on the tree, then put their hands together and make wishes.

The old monk nodded and handed the lottery tube over, "Shake it."

And the younger brother who was never taken seriously by her has now grown into a confident person.

Su Zhiruan leaned in his arms, "Ignore them, let's hang up the sign!"

"Sign it, we are very lucky." Zhou Mingyu smiled and handed over the signature.

"You two are a perfect match," the old monk suddenly said. He looked at Su Zhiruan and Zhou Mingyu. "You have excellent destiny. It is our honor for you two to come here."

Su Zhiruan and Zhou Mingyu looked at each other, and then she said, "What is it?"

When Jiang Beiyu was chopped into pieces by her, she even pulled out his tongue. He was speechless at this time.

"I don't have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind."

Two six zero three: c zero two four: c zero zero a: c four one one:: three zero

It's Bai Yueyou and Jiang Beiyu.

"I've been following you." Bai Yueyou's voice was hoarse, and her eyes were full of jealousy.

Following the old monk's spell, the two men completely disappeared into the air.

Su Zhiruan also spent a long time choosing a brand he liked.

"Okay, I'll pick the best one." Zhou Mingyu said in a relaxed tone and stepped forward to choose a brand.

She saw that Su Zhiruan had a happy family, her husband was doting on her, her children were obedient and sensible, her parents-in-law were sensible, and her natal family also gave her the confidence, and for a moment she didn't know whether she should be envious or jealous.

"Master, can I ask for a signature?" Su Zhiruan and Zhou Mingyu walked over and she asked.

Su Zhiruan picked it up, shook it slightly, and a sign fell out. Zhou Mingyu picked it up, and it read "Shanghai".

How can there be regret medicine in this world? !

He could only go to the eighteenth level of hell because of the dirty things he had done.

When the two showed each other, they realized that they were actually a pair!

[The contract between life and death is broad, discussed with Zicheng]

"You two, come with me." The old monk stood up and took them into the meditation room.

Yeah, that's great.

"That's great." Su Zhiruan smiled.

Somehow, after he muttered for a while, Su Zhiruan and Zhou Mingyu looked at the two shadows that slowly appeared in front of them.

After watching the sunset, they entered the nearby temple hand in hand.

But it could be seen in his eyes that he was extremely regretful.

……

Two vermilion signs hung on the treetops, blowing gently in the wind.

New world tomorrow~