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  Jiang Wunian rolled up his sleeves, raised his arms, and made the showy movements that muscular men often do. Unfortunately, Lu Jingzhi, who went back to sleep, saw clearly.

  Jiang Wunian withdrew his arm as if struck by lightning, Lu Jingzhi smiled and stepped forward to squeeze her.

   "Ah, I really have muscles."

  Lu Jingzhi showed his thin next door, "I had it two days ago, but it's gone these two days."

  Jiang Wunian was a little ashamed of what he just did, but was immediately distracted by Lu Jingzhi.

   "You can't lose exercise on weekdays."

  She was working hard to digest every move that her second sister taught her.

  Lu Jingzhi is also practicing calligraphy when he has time.

  Many of the books she bought in the imperial capital had her favorite font styles, and she occasionally practiced them according to the gourd painting.

   When it comes to hard work, her sister is indispensable.

  Work hard to make money during the day, and learn to fight from her at night.

  What a rich learning atmosphere—but Shen Nanwei just wants to be paralyzed.

  Without him, I was really tired and vomited some time ago.

   The circles of double images in front of her eyes have not yet fallen.

  After listening to the science popularization of the daughters, I feel panic every day. She is in such a good age, but she doesn’t want glaucoma and cataracts!

   I heard that the eyes will be cloudy.

  Shen Nanwei thought of the eyes of Mrs. Jiang and Qian Zhenzhu, and felt a chill, "Is there something wrong with their eyes?"

   Then who knows.

  The eyes of people with evil thoughts and those with pure and kind thoughts are different.

   "The eyes are the windows of the soul", this sentence is not without reason.

   It's boring to be paralyzed every day.

  She wanted to help out at the dessert shop, but she was afraid of running into his son.

  Recalling the past, Shen Nanwei smiled nostalgicly, "My son was clingy when he was young, and I avoided him when I thought he was annoying."

  As soon as these words came out, Lu Jingzhi seemed to see the beautiful and sticky little milk bag.

   "Will he cry?" Lu Jingzhi asked.

  Jiang Wunian whispered, "Probably not, that's the prince."

  In the movies and TV dramas she has watched, creatures like princes are very strong.

Shen Nanwei tapped her head lightly with a small fan, "What are you thinking, of course a child will cry, the more I cry, the less I want to see him, but when I was blowing the wind by the lake and reading the script, I suddenly felt that it was nice to be around me." Quiet, and look at him again."

Shen Nanwei chuckled, "He just looked at me aggrieved, and when I saw him, I would think, ah, what a beautiful child, with a soft face, and the tears are so beautiful, I was born Hey, I suddenly want to play with him for a while."

  The two sisters who met Xiao Shen imagined that scene.

   And Boss Jiang had a rare and weird curiosity.

  She wanted to know how beautiful her mother's son was.

   "And then?" Lu Jingzhi blinked and looked at Shen Nanwei. Obviously, she took this as a bedtime story.

   "Then? Then when it's time to bother him, I still annoy him." Shen Nanwei said, "I will throw him to the queen when I want to stay by myself, and take a look at him when I want to see."

  Jiang Wunian was a little worried, and Gong Douben went round and round in her heart: "Aren't you afraid that others will bully him?"

  Shen Nanwei leaned back and forth with a smile, "He's just a three-year-old brat, will bullying him give him a sense of accomplishment?"

   This night, Shen Nanwei talked a lot about her past.

   I don't know if it is the illusion of Lu Jingzhi.

  She feels that the current mother's mentality has changed compared to the previous period.

   It seems that it started when Xiao Shen appeared.

   It's just that Lu Jingzhi couldn't tell what exactly changed.

  (end of this chapter)