One Hundred Days' Sweet Battle

time, and he pointed his fleshy little fingers at the shoe cabinet.

n affectionate kiss, and smiled contentedly, "T

evealing a sweet smile, but whispered, "As long a

son was not cute at all. She patted

little guy liked whom

's adorable face,

ely, her son was very sensible and never asked this

, but she would do everything she can to give al

lined her a perfect figure. She has white skin, a face as small as a hand. Her exquisite facial

rent beauty and noble temperament of her. She was like a l

ation and prepared to take the N

the ground not far away, and passersby coming and going tu

at the old woman, only to see her pale face and cold sweat on her forehead.

didn't dare to help her up. In case of a stroke

lightened, "good girl, I was hi

t her hands to help the old woman, ask

rowning, her face in pain. "I

could not stand the fall. "I'll take you to the ho

i, she was dragged by the her and the woman asked aggress

oked at the woman in disbeli

Young man, be kind to others. Didn't the teacher

w similar things in reports, but she did

didn't hit it, nanny, you sho

till insisted, "It's you, I remember very

softly, "What

t was so easy, yes, weak woma

rectly, "giv

ips. She was very unple

ng work, and so on ..." The old woman's eyes fluttered,

nny, you can't do that, I'm just helpin

world should have risk

fiercely, "What blackmail? You obviously hit me.

is scene, but didn't stop their steps

Are you sure you

ou say? Don't because you are young and bully the old people. Come over to j

persuade, "This lady, just giv

not the match o

a loss, f

so cold. No one dared to help the elderly anymore, an

her eyes widened, and h

dily. The man sitting in the back seat was unrivaled handso

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