The same is true for the Thousand Houses and Offices in Taipingli.

Before Chen, Jia Cong woke up from his sleep.

He looked down at Xiangling, who was wearing a belly and a bag, and was still sleeping soundly next to him.

He hadn't worn anything last night, but Jia Cong couldn't fall asleep, after all, he was not a saint.

Therefore, Xiangling wore a garment to cover up some of the wonderful things...

Of course, Xiangling, who was innocent and a white lotus, was inevitably bullied by Jia Cong a lot, and she was shy and stubborn until midnight to bed...

He got off the bed lightly, covered Xiangling with brocade quilt, put on his clothes, Jia Cong left the room and walked towards the back garden.

Women and children can be lazy or make mistakes, but men cannot.

As a medical background, Jia Cong understood one thing best in his two lives: the body is the capital of everything.

So even when he was in the small ear room behind the rockery in East Road, he never stopped exercising.

I came to the shallow slope of the back garden and admired Qingxi and Cai'er's fist skills for a moment.

After the two of them stopped sweating profusely, they nodded and passed each other, and Jia Cong started his jogging, stretching, push-ups...

Qingxi and Cai'er stopped on the trail for a while, saw the formation fresh, and left gracefully.
Chapter completed!