“Actually, there are other passages in and out of Fu Gu’s hideout.” Li Jiahong clenched his fist and said, “If Fu Gu’s shadow is really an interdimensional knot, then we will definitely find Fu Gu’s body on the ground.” I swore it would be.
He hurriedly received the letter, hurried out of the abandoned house in the forest, and hurried back to the hospital in his hometown of Shenzhou just before 8 p.m.
When he finally had a chance to be alone after returning to his wife and working with her parents, he couldn't wait to share what he had found with her. He held her hand tightly and said excitedly: "We'll have sex right away. Now is your chance to get Xiao Qing back. Fifteen years of hard work has paid off."
"I'm very happy too." Aunt Jiang also cried as she told Li Jiahong the new good news.
She slowly got out of bed in front of her husband. Under Li Jiahong's worried and shocked gaze, Jiang Jiu, who had been bedridden for many years and had almost lost all of his limbs, actually reluctantly stood up.
"It won't be long until I can go...I can look for the child with you." Aunt Jiang seemed to have done something big, and her face swelled up. I blushed and smiled.
Li Jiahong immediately became excited and hugged his wife, her soft and delicate body gradually tightened, as if she felt a awakened vitality.
Everything is going in the right direction. Will his bad luck, which has been dormant for 15 years, finally begin to reverse?
Happy events happened one after another. Li Jiahong and his wife looked very happy. After settling down, they quickly felt tired and exhausted. They lie on the bed, hug each other and fall asleep.
That night was a rare sleep for Li Jiahong, but in his dream tonight, he dreamed of that strange hen again, and absurdly held the strange hen in his arms...
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