Farming in space: the sick and weak son's heart is petted and wild

Chapter 87 Replacement
After 76, Xiaocui hadn't closed her eyes for two days when she replaced Qingzhou, which was far away from Jingzhou.

In the woods, it was dark and gloomy, the long sword in his hand was dripping with blood, and there were countless corpses lying on the ground.

With a smirk, "It's really boring."

Turn away.

Stabbed in the heart, the dying person gasps weakly.

Looking at the blurred back in front of him, he kicked his feet, fell his hands, tilted his head and lost his breath before he could say the word "forgive me".

The eyes are really big, and he can't die with peace in his eyes.

"I've solved all the troubles." Xiaocui walked in the forest talking to herself, the biting cold wind awakened his reason, "I don't know, that little girl misses me."

But he's been away for a while.

Xiaocui was feeling impatient, thinking of Wen Yumian's heartless little girl, it was as if a basin of ice water had been poured on her.

That girl Wen Yumian probably didn't even mention that he left.

Xiaocui felt that she was poisoned by a kind of poison, and the antidote was Wen Yumian, but it could only be Wen Yumian.

I once heard an old man in the clan say that if a person has someone he likes, he will want to be with that person all the time.

He scoffed at this.What's the point of liking someone and being together all the time.He wants to make that person the only one in his life.If that person doesn't follow, then he will be trapped by his side, and he will never leave him in this life.

So when she realized that she might be in love with Wen Yumian, Xiaocui disguised herself as a woman overnight to get Wen Yumian's personal comfort.

To quietly control, Wen Yumian's circle of friends.

Step by step, he encloses Wen Yumian into the protected area he has built for her.

"Look how nice I am to her."

In the cold wind, Xiao Cui's clothes were thin.

"That's right, little Amian."

#
The next day, white foam was blown from the sky, and a little blue smoke rose.

The kitchen is warm, Jiang Wu is boiling today's soup for Gu Jin.

"The old stories on the battlefield are not complete." Shaking the cattail fan in his hand, lowering his head, he revealed Gu Jin's secret with a smile.

Fortunately, there were only the two of them in the room, and Jiang Wu didn't feel any pressure when she said this.He even talked about how Gu Jin got injured.

"Did you fall off when you were learning horses before?"

Jiang Wu: "How many times have you dropped?"

"twelve."

After listening to Gu Jin tell the number of times she fell, Jiang Wu understood.

Twelve times, it was rare that he didn't fall to his death.

He praised Gu Jin without hesitation, "Well, what a fate, I didn't fall to your death."

"Thank you for the compliment."

The two stopped their awkward chat, and the smell of firewood was a little sweet.

It is more of the smoked smell of the wood itself after burning. It is drizzling outside the house. Inside the house are two people sitting opposite each other and slowly frying soup.

Jiang Wu lowered her eyes, seeing that the burning fire stopped adding firewood, and instead asked Gu Jin something worth thinking about.

"Husband, have you ever thought about how to express yourself if you meet someone you like?"

"Be nice to her."

"Oh."

Wei Wei complied impatiently, did she treat Gu Jin badly?
Then does she like it?

Doesn't it count?
"Does my husband know what I will do if I like someone?"

Jiang Wu looked at Gu Jin with a smile, and the mist in her eyes: "If I like someone, I will definitely do everything possible to control him. If he dares to hide any blue-faced confidant, I will not let him Had a good time."

"Twisted melons are not sweet."

Gu Jin worried about Jiang Wu.

"I'm so twisted, I don't care what he does if it's sweet or not." Jiang Wu: "Even if it's not sweet, dip it in sugar."

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(Wait, stop and don't read the back is full of replacements, humble and wait for me to finish the modification.)
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In Qingzhou, which is far away from Jingzhou, Xiaocui has not closed her eyes for two days.

In the woods, it was dark and gloomy, the long sword in his hand was dripping with blood, and there were countless corpses lying on the ground.

With a smirk, "It's really boring."

Turn away.

Stabbed in the heart, the dying person gasps weakly.

Looking at the blurred back in front of him, he kicked his feet, fell his hands, tilted his head and lost his breath before he could say the word "forgive me".

His eyes are really big, he can't die with his eyes closed.

"I've solved all the troubles." Xiaocui walked in the forest talking to herself, the biting cold wind awakened his reason, "I don't know, that little girl misses me."

But, he's been away for a while.

Xiaocui was feeling impatient, thinking of Wen Yumian's heartless little girl, it was as if a basin of ice water had been poured on her.

That girl Wen Yumian probably didn't even mention that he left.

Xiaocui felt that she was poisoned by a kind of poison, and the antidote was Wen Yumian, but it could only be Wen Yumian.

I once heard an old man in the clan say that if a person has someone he likes, he will want to be with that person all the time.

He scoffed at this.What's the point of liking someone and being together all the time.He wants to make that person the only one in his life.If that person refuses to follow, then he will be trapped by his side, and he will never leave him in this life.

So when she realized that she might be in love with Wen Yumian, Xiaocui disguised herself as a woman overnight to get Wen Yumian's personal comfort.

To quietly control, Wen Yumian's circle of friends.

Step by step, he encloses Wen Yumian into the protected area he has built for her.

"Look how nice I am to her."

In the cold wind, Xiaocui's clothes are thin.

"That's right, little Amian."

#
The next day, the clouds in the sky were foaming, and a few blue smoke rose.

The kitchen is warm, Jiang Wu is boiling today's soup for Gu Jin.

"The old stories on the battlefield are not complete." Shaking the cattail fan in his hand, lowering his head, he revealed Gu Jin's secret with a smile.

Fortunately, there were only the two of them in the room, and Jiang Wu didn't feel any pressure when she said this.He even talked about how Gu Jin got injured.

"Did you fall off when you were learning horses before?"

Jiang Wu: "How many times have you dropped?"

"twelve."

After listening to Gu Jin tell the number of times she fell, Jiang Wu understood.

Twelve times, it was rare that he didn't fall to his death.

He praised Gu Jin without hesitation, "Well, what a fate, I didn't fall to your death."

"Thank you for the compliment."

The two stopped their awkward chat, and the smell of firewood was a little sweet.

It is more of the smoked smell of the wood itself after burning. It is drizzling outside the house. Inside the house are two people sitting opposite each other and slowly frying soup.

Jiang Wu lowered her eyes, watching that the burning fire stopped adding firewood, and instead asked Gu Jin something worth thinking about.

"Husband, have you ever thought about how to express yourself if you meet someone you like?"

"Be nice to her."

"Oh."

Wei Wei complied impatiently, did she treat Gu Jin badly?
Then does she like it?

Doesn't it count?
"Does my husband know what I will do if I like someone?"

Jiang Wu looked at Gu Jin with a smile, and mist filled her eyes: "If I like someone, I will definitely do everything possible to control him. If he dares to hide any blue-faced confidant, I will not let him Had a good time."

"Twisted melons are not sweet."

Gu Jin worried about Jiang Wu.

"I'm so twisted, I don't care if it's sweet or not." Jiang Wu: "Even if it's not sweet, dip it in sugar." In Qingzhou, which is far away from Jingzhou, Xiaocui hasn't closed her eyes for two days.

In the woods, it was dark and gloomy, the long sword in his hand was dripping with blood, and there were countless corpses lying on the ground.

With a smirk, "It's really boring."

Turn away.

Stabbed in the heart, the dying person gasps weakly.

Looking at the blurred back in front of him, he kicked his feet, fell his hands, tilted his head and lost his breath before he could say the word "forgive me".

The eyes are really big, and he can't die with peace in his eyes.

"I've solved all the troubles." Xiaocui walked in the forest talking to herself, the biting cold wind awakened his reason, "I don't know, that little girl misses me."

But he's been away for a while.

Xiaocui was feeling impatient, thinking of Wen Yumian's heartless little girl, it was as if a basin of ice water had been poured on her.

That girl Wen Yumian probably didn't even mention that he left.

Xiaocui felt that she was poisoned by a kind of poison, and the antidote was Wen Yumian, but it could only be Wen Yumian.

I once heard an old man in the clan say that if a person has someone he likes, he will want to be with that person all the time.

He scoffed at this.What's the point of liking someone and being together all the time.He wants to make that person the only one in his life.If that person doesn't follow, then he will be trapped by his side, and he will never leave him in this life.

So when she realized that she might be in love with Wen Yumian, Xiaocui disguised herself as a woman overnight to get Wen Yumian's personal comfort.

To quietly control, Wen Yumian's circle of friends.

Step by step, he encloses Wen Yumian into the protected area he has built for her.

"Look how nice I am to her."

In the cold wind, Xiaocui's clothes are thin.

"That's right, little Amian."

#
The next day, the clouds in the sky were foaming, and a few blue smoke rose.

The kitchen is warm, Jiang Wu is boiling today's soup for Gu Jin.

"The old stories on the battlefield are not complete." Shaking the cattail fan in his hand, lowering his head, he revealed Gu Jin's secret with a smile.

Fortunately, there were only the two of them in the room, and Jiang Wu didn't feel any pressure when she said this.He even talked about how Gu Jin got injured.

"Did you fall off when you were learning horses before?"

Jiang Wu: "How many times have you dropped?"

"twelve."

After listening to Gu Jin tell the number of times she fell, Jiang Wu understood.

Twelve times, it was rare that he didn't fall to his death.

He praised Gu Jin without hesitation, "Well, what a fate, I didn't fall to your death."

"Thank you for the compliment."

The two stopped their awkward chat, and the smell of firewood was a little sweet.

It is more of the smoked smell of the wood itself after burning. It is drizzling outside the house. Inside the house are two people sitting opposite each other and slowly frying soup.

Jiang Wu lowered her eyes, watching that the burning fire stopped adding firewood, and instead asked Gu Jin something worth thinking about.

"Husband, have you ever thought about how to express yourself if you meet someone you like?"

"Be nice to her."

"Oh."

Wei Wei complied impatiently, did she treat Gu Jin badly?
Then does she like it?

Doesn't it count?
"Does my husband know what I will do if I like someone?"

Jiang Wu looked at Gu Jin with a smile, and mist filled her eyes: "If I like someone, I will definitely do everything possible to control him. If he dares to hide any blue-faced confidant, I will not let him Had a good time."

"Twisted melons are not sweet."

Gu Jin worried about Jiang Wu.

"I'm so twisted, I don't care if it's sweet or not." Jiang Wu: "Even if it's not sweet, dip it in sugar." In Qingzhou, which is far away from Jingzhou, Xiaocui hasn't closed her eyes for two days.

In the woods, it was dark and gloomy, the long sword in his hand was dripping with blood, and there were countless corpses lying on the ground.

With a smirk, "It's really boring."

Turn away.

Stabbed in the heart, the dying person gasps weakly.

Looking at the blurred back in front of him, he kicked his feet, fell his hands, tilted his head and lost his breath before he could say the word "forgive me".

The eyes are really big, and he can't die with peace in his eyes.

"I've solved all the troubles." Xiaocui walked in the forest talking to herself, the biting cold wind awakened his reason, "I don't know, that little girl misses me."

But he's been away for a while.

Xiaocui was feeling impatient, thinking of Wen Yumian's heartless little girl, it was as if a basin of ice water had been poured on her.

That girl Wen Yumian probably didn't even mention that he left.

Xiaocui felt that she was poisoned by a kind of poison, and the antidote was Wen Yumian, but it could only be Wen Yumian.

I once heard an old man in the clan say that if a person has someone he likes, he will want to be with that person all the time.

He scoffed at this.What's the point of liking someone and being together all the time.He wants to make that person the only one in his life.If that person doesn't follow, then he will be trapped by his side, and he will never leave him in this life.

So when she realized that she might be in love with Wen Yumian, Xiaocui disguised herself as a woman overnight to get Wen Yumian's personal comfort.

To quietly control, Wen Yumian's circle of friends.

Step by step, he encloses Wen Yumian into the protected area he has built for her.

"Look how nice I am to her."

In the cold wind, Xiaocui's clothes are thin.

"That's right, little Amian."

#
The next day, the clouds in the sky were foaming, and a few blue smoke rose.

The kitchen is warm, Jiang Wu is boiling today's soup for Gu Jin.

"The old stories on the battlefield are not complete." Shaking the cattail fan in his hand, lowering his head, he revealed Gu Jin's secret with a smile.

Fortunately, there were only the two of them in the room, and Jiang Wu didn't feel any pressure when she said this.He even talked about how Gu Jin got injured.

"Did you fall off when you were learning horses before?"

Jiang Wu: "How many times have you dropped?"

"twelve."

After listening to Gu Jin tell the number of times she fell, Jiang Wu understood.

Twelve times, it was rare that he didn't fall to his death.

He praised Gu Jin without hesitation, "Well, what a fate, I didn't fall to your death."

"Thank you for the compliment."

The two stopped their awkward chat, and the smell of firewood was a little sweet.

It is more of the smoked smell of the wood itself after burning. It is drizzling outside the house. Inside the house are two people sitting opposite each other and slowly frying soup.

Jiang Wu lowered her eyes, watching that the burning fire stopped adding firewood, and instead asked Gu Jin something worth thinking about.

"Husband, have you ever thought about how to express yourself if you meet someone you like?"

"Be nice to her."

"Oh."

Wei Wei complied impatiently, did she treat Gu Jin badly?
Then does she like it?

Doesn't it count?
"Does my husband know what I will do if I like someone?"

Jiang Wu looked at Gu Jin with a smile, and mist filled her eyes: "If I like someone, I will definitely do everything possible to control him. If he dares to hide any blue-faced confidant, I will not let him Had a good time."

"Twisted melons are not sweet."

Gu Jin worried about Jiang Wu.

"I'm so twisted, I don't care what he does if it's sweet or not." Jiang Wu: "Even if it's not sweet, eat it with sugar."

(End of this chapter)