Dongzi picked up the phone and said sadly, "Xiaoju, no matter how many years you stay here, I will always wait for you, ten or twenty years, as long as I live, I will wait."

Yang Qixue just cried and did not speak, but the phone in his hand was close to his ear.

"I will bring Doodle up, I will tell him that he has a good mother, no matter what kind of experience you have had, in my heart, you are still the most beautiful chrysanthemum, my master swear to heaven, this life, not you do not marry."

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