She sniffed the cup and said, "This is just beer." Qiu said doubtfully, and then he also drank his own wine.
"But this is also good. I don't think you will drink wine made by others in the future." Qiu Ling unfastened the scattered hair on Bai Xiaojing's face, took off her shoes, and put on a pair of pretty furs. The shoes were produced on the first day when Ping Ping went out. Qiu used the laborers to exchange for them, and then made them into shoes. He put them on her wife's feet.
"Bai Xiaojing, you said that you would wear a more warm foot to go further." Qiu held her up horizontally. This woman was as slim as the first time they met. He held his wife in his arms and walked outside.
Along the way out, what Qiu saw was nothing but fear and misery. All the people, whether in teams or t
