Quan Hanting forcefully pulled Shen Hun to the front, the two of them face to face, eye to eye, breathing close to each other.
Dense, stale, and ambiguous.
"Want to make a routine? You are almost a bit hot."
Shen Hou looked away, with a long sigh in his mouth, which didn't seem melancholy, but rather ridiculed—
"I don't know who it is. Just now, I was so numbly in it that I only looked at him and not allowed to look at others?"
Quan Hanting looked up at the sky, but in fact, there was no sky, only the roof of the car.
"Who? Why don't I know? Do you know?" Liu Ye pretended to be stupid, let alone, it really looked like that.
Shen Hun nodded: "I know, a stinky man who is always jealous of his duplicity."
Quan Hanting's face turned dark.
"However, the key to this stinky man being arrogant and cute is to treat his wife well."
Cloudy turned to fine in an instant.
"Huh! It's almost the same."
Shen Hun suddenly stepped forward, and kissed the man's chin, "Big Tsundere!"
"Little liar!" She clasped her slender waist with her backhand and rubbed it lightly.
"Don't call me that." Shen Hou looked disgusted.
"What's that called? Big baby? Little cute?"
Shen Wei shook, and a basket of goose bumps fell out.
It's not terrible to flirt, but what's terrible is that of a serious person, such as the one in front of you.
If Chu Yujiang and Ling Yun saw their wise and majestic Liu Ye smiling and sweetly calling her "cute", they would probably collapse on the spot.
Shen Hou sternly said, "Speaking of people."
"Okay, baby~"
One skin every day.
After finishing the skin, I returned to the original question—
"How do you know Song Jing? Huh?" The final tone was picked up, his eyes narrowed.
Shen Hun talked about Zhou Chi's matter roughly, concealing what shouldn't be said, and keeping the most important thing, it was reasonable.
"... That's about it! Isn't it my turn to ask now?"
"you?"
Shen Hou raised his eyebrows, "No way?"
"Okay! Must do!" The desire to survive can be said to be very strong.
Quan Hanting: "What do you want to ask?"
Shen Hou: "What's the situation between you and Song Jing? Aren't you brothers? How can you behave like the enemy?"
"He feels that I killed my eldest brother, and he has been stubborn about it all these years." At this point, Quan Hanting didn't know what to think of, his mood was a little depressed, his face seemed to be condensed with a cloud that could not disperse, dark and heavy .
"That's why you?" Shen Hou didn't ask who "Big Brother" was, nor did he mention how "Big Brother" died. He only caught the core and the most critical places and hit the nail on the head.
"No."
"I see." She nodded, seemingly enlightened.
"Know what?" Quan Hanting was curious.
"Second Master!" The words were shocking.
"..."
"You are white. He insists that you are black. You are standing in front of him. He is going to continue to be blind, covering his ears. I don’t listen. I don’t listen. People don’t listen... This is not called "as". what?"
Quan Hanting's brain made up Song Jing's ears, her throat, and shyly twisting her body, "I don't listen, I don't listen, let's talk about people punching your chest with small fists...", it feels really... extraordinary. Sour and cool.
Shen Hou's words are not good, but they are not completely unreasonable.
Explaining his unbelief, refusing to meet, adding fists and kicks, and finally wiping out his guns and getting involved. After all these years of trouble, isn't Song Jing just "making"
Quan Hanting was in a good mood immediately.
Shen Hou stretched out his finger and poked the corner of his raised mouth, "I'm very happy?"
"happy."
After so many years, someone finally scolded Song Jing.
Hu Zhibei, He Hongye, and Shao Anheng cared about their previous brotherhood. After parting ways, they never verbally spoken each other. Even if Song Jing provoked and found trouble, he could bear it, and even Quan Hanting subconsciously avoided his edge.
But if you hold back for too long, when the boredom accumulates to a certain extent, it may break out at any time.
No one will tolerate another person for a long time and unconditionally.
Quan Hanting was already dissatisfied, but because of his affection, he could not bear it. Now that Shen Hun took the lead in cursing, "coming" one by one, and bluntly speaking out the things he wanted to spit, Quan Hanting was of course happy.
This kind of "daughter-in-law helping out" shouldn't be too wonderful.
Six masters are happy.
The corner of Shen Hui's mouth twitched: "Naive!"
"I didn't know who it was just now. I started to cry when I grabbed me. It's worse than the bullied elementary school student. Who do you think is more naive?" The man was so free, his eyes teased.
Shen Wei's back stiffened, "Who is crying? You must be dazzled and didn't see clearly."
"The shirts are all wet, can there be fakes?" He said, pointing to his chest, and it happened that Shen Zhen rushed in and immersed himself in the place where there was a lot of wrinkles, which was quite an eye-opening.
Shen Hui bit his lip, his eyes flickering.
Okay, it's shameful...
In fact, she doesn't like crying, because her tears have no effect except salting herself.
With that time, it is better to think about how to solve the problem.
But when she saw Quan Hanting's mouth bleed and might die, Shen Hun couldn't control herself at all, and tears came down.
It turned out that, inadvertently, this man had taken root in her heart and turned into a part of her life.
Shen Hun asked herself that she was not an impulsive person, but at that moment she only wanted revenge, even if she hit the stone with a pebble, she didn't hesitate.
Now calm down and look back. She was not only impulsive, but also extremely stupid.
S2 couldn't bear to look straight.
But Shen Hun did not regret it.
Stupid is stupid, a woman in love always has to do a few stupid things, just to be in vain.
"Shen Hun, listen carefully," Quan Hanting suddenly turned serious, supporting her shoulders with both hands, with a somewhat solemn meaning, "Even if I die, you are not allowed to retaliate with your life, understand?"
Quan Hanting saw her tit-for-tat scene with Song Jing. While distressed, she was also vaguely disturbed.
Shen Hun was too extreme and too cruel, and this cruelty was not only for others, but also for himself.
Once she decides what she wants to do, she will finish it regardless, even if she is bruised and bruised, she will never shrink back.
Quan Hanting didn't know what kind of environment and experience gave her such a tough temperament, but such a stubborn Shen Wei made him feel sad.
"Remember-you are the treasure of the Lord, the most important person in your life, I can't wait to put it on the apex of my heart and hold it in my palm."
Shen Wei stunned fiercely, and subconsciously held his breath.
Quan Hanting looked into her eyes and said every word, "No one has the right to abuse you, including yourself; there is no one worthy of making you give up your life, including me."
She pressed her lips tightly, her dark and transparent eyes looked into the man's deep and secluded eyes.
Shen Hun thought that he was a grass, but this man took her as a treasure.
I felt the real warmth for the first time in my two lifetimes.
It's not the enthusiasm brought about by the physical snuggle, but the warmth that spreads from the bottom of my heart.
"You... Why are you suddenly sensational?" She managed to hold back her tears, but the choking in her mouth still revealed her true emotions, "Hate!"
Shen Hun didn't like crying himself, and felt that he was cowardly, soft, not cool enough, and not domineering.
But what happened tonight
Over and over again, as if suddenly losing control.
"Blame you—" She glared at a certain culprit. It was because of him twice, so annoying!
"Sentimental?" The man smiled lightly, hugged her tighter, and sighed contentedly, "I'm just telling the truth."
When I met her, it seemed that the missing rib in the body was finally recovered, and life became complete from then on.
Quan Hanting couldn't imagine what he would have become if he hadn't met her in his life.
The left and right are just an insulator that cannot love, hate, and has no emotions.
It was Shen Hou, who made up the missing part of his soul.
And how does Shen Hou, who is treasured as a soul rib, feel now
It's like eating a big bite of honey suddenly, and the taste of happiness penetrates into the bones and melts into the blood-beautiful, but also unfamiliar.
Quan Hanting stepped back a little, held her face, and gently dropped a kiss at the end of the woman's eyes.
Not surprisingly, I tasted salty taste.
"Stupid girl, you cried twice tonight, and you cried for me." The last sentence is kind of faintly complacent.
"Shut up, I didn't cry!"
He corrected: "I just cried obviously... Um!"
Shen Hou covered his mouth and refused to speak.
Quan Hanting stopped talking and changed to laugh.
The deep laughter passed from the chest cavity, and it made a magnetic resonance sound, clearer and sharper, and mellowly fragrant.
"Don't laugh!" Shen Hou became angry from anger, his cheeks burned red.
If you don't let him talk, you can cover your mouth, but how can you stop him from smiling
When the woman's brain heated up, she took her hand off, but her lips pressed against her.
Sure enough, Quan Hanting stopped laughing.
After Wei Wei was taken aback, he turned against the guest and launched a fierce attack.
Shen Xu provoked first, but was forced to raise his head to entangle the man with his lips, "Um..."
She thought she was a "king", but she didn't expect to find herself a "bronze" when she went to the battlefield.
It's a loss!
No matter how she pushes him, shoves him, or even beats him with her fist, the man still accepts everything, but the kiss or the kiss, the bite or the bite, and the thunder can't move him.
Shen Hun’s lips were tingling and breathing was difficult. He was hypoxic for several times, but Quan Hanting released it in time so that she could breathe in fresh air. Soon, she wrapped her up again: "Enough rest? Let's continue..."
Keep going!
But the suppressed party has no right to speak. In addition to coordinating with his rhythm, Shen Hou must also concentrate on it.
Otherwise, someone has to protest—
"Hey, pay attention, your man's service is not enough?"
Shen Hou: "..." Oh, then she might have encountered a "Overlord Benba" waiter who was strong in buying and selling.
After the kiss, Quan Hanting let go of her.
Shen Hou leaned back in the chair, his eyes were misty and his cheeks were flushed.
After breaking through the rearview mirror, his mouth was already swollen.
The man leaned his head over, and their faces appeared in the mirror together.
One is pure and beautiful, charming and natural; one is exquisite, yet masculine.
Quan Hanting: "We should be a couple by nature."
"Not ashamed."
"Hou Hou, you are mine, you are destined in this life."
When Shen Hou heard "this life", his heart jumped suddenly, "Could it be possible that you still remember the previous life?"
"I don't remember. But I have a hunch, whether in this life or in the previous life, without you, my life would be boring."
He said the nasty words in a solemn tone like a sworn oath.
Shen Wei was in a trance for a while. In his previous life...
She didn't even have a chance to meet Quan Hanting.
When she came, he was gone; when she left, he didn't know where he was.
Lovers in this life may be just strangers in previous lives, the kind that they have never seen before.
"Sigh?" Quan Hanting rubbed Shen Hu's cheek with his fingertips. It was really pink, smooth and tender.
"Will you leave?"
According to the trajectory of previous lives, in the next three years, Quan Hanting, together with the prosperous Phaeton Group, will disappear in Ningcheng, with no trace to be found.
"go away?"
"Well, leave Ningcheng."
"You don't want to stay here anymore?" Quan Hanting was caught off guard by this sudden question, and he was still in a daze.
Shen Wei rubbed his hand with his cheek.
"Tsk, slow down, it's not light or heavy, it's full of cocoons, you're not afraid of pain." He retracted, regaining control of his strength and angle.
Shen Hou shook his head: "It's not me, it's you."
Quan Hanting frowned: "What do you mean?"
"Will one day, you and the people around you leave Ningcheng silently? Like a mythical legend, when you come in obscurity, the middle is vigorous, and when you leave, there is no sound. When one day in the future, you can only come from the people who pass by. Through word of mouth, knowing the traces of your existence?"
"Stupid girl, what's wrong with you? Suddenly asking this strange question?"
"You are stupid... answer me first."
"No. Wherever you are, Lord is. Even if you leave, I will take you away."
Shen Hou curled his lips: "As if someone is willing to follow you..." From the angle that the man can't see, a smile leaked from the corner of his eyes.
"If you are not happy, be happy, marry a chicken and follow a chicken, and marry a dog as a dog."
"Then what if I don't leave?"
"Knock faint, carry the sack, hold the princess, choose whatever you want."
Shen Hou: "..."
"Anyway, you can't escape anyway." Still smug.
She didn't know why Quan Hanting left in a hurry in her previous life, and even half of her country was willing to give up. But in this life, no matter what the reason, since the two have come together and become boy and girl friends, Shen Hun will definitely be by his side to meet the challenge together.
Regardless of good times or bad times, the result is whether you win or lose.
…
In the latter car, Chu Yujiang and Ling Yun were in the driving position and the co-pilot.
At this moment, the two of them all looked at the car in front of them, with their eyes like torches and radar.
Chu Yujiang: "How long has it been?"
Ling Yun raised his wrist to look at his watch: "Twenty-seven minutes and thirty-two seconds."
"Ah... Is it enough?"
Ling Yun glanced at him disgustingly, seeming to be surprised and disappointed at Chu Yujiang's low-level questions: "With our master's ability, twenty minutes is not enough foreplay."
Chu Yujiang snorted coldly: "It sounds like you have done it before." Little boy chicken.
"I haven't eaten pork, and I've seen pigs run."
"Sneez—Where did the pig come from?"
"In the video."
Chu Yujiang frowned and looked at Lingyun up and down like New World, "Oh-you actually watched the movie secretly!"
Little Mushroom looked calm.
"It's over, you are not that pure baby anymore."
Ling Yun comforted him: "The baby will grow up too."
Chu Yujiang: "..." It was a beeping dog.
"Have you not seen it?" Ling Yun stared at him purely, blinking, and his eyelashes were refined.
Chu Yujiang immediately shook his head: "No."
"Then who downloaded and saved the ones I found on your computer?"
"That's..." Wait!
Chu Yujiang reacted abruptly: "When did you touch my computer?!"
"Not yet, sophistry!"
"...Who let you use my computer?!"
"Aren't you yourself?"
Chu Yujiang remembered that Ling Yun came up from the shooting range half a month ago and said to him as he passed by the living room: "Lend me your computer."
"Take it by yourself, there is no power-on password."
"Smelly boy, you dig a hole for me to jump?!" Chu Yujiang gritted his teeth, "No, mine is a hidden folder, how did you find it?"
"Just mess around and found it."
"What about the password? I set a password!"
"1313413, I know, you use this for all your passwords."
Who said Ling Yun was unresponsive and his childlike innocence
come out! He promised not to kill that person!
Guessing the password without asking is called slow response
Learn to watch movies at a young age. Is this a childlike innocence
Heh... It's just nonsense!
"I warn you, you are not allowed to watch, delete everything for me, and you are not allowed to go out and talk nonsense!"
"Why delete it? I haven't finished reading it yet." It was as simple as asking—"Why don't you let me pick up food? I haven't eaten enough."
Chu Yujiang had an expression of stepping on shit.
"Also, what kind of nonsense are you referring to? Do you watch the film archive plus the spread of it?"
"To shut up!"
Ling Yun frowned, seemingly confused: "Where did I say wrong?"
If possible, Chu Yujiang really wanted to kill him, it was so annoying!
Ling Yun still didn't understand. After thinking about it, he felt that he should be more generous, especially when he treats the brothers who are fighting side by side—
"After that, I will call you when I watch it?"
"..." Chu Yujiang chose a dog leash.
Ten minutes passed.
"Why isn't my lord okay?"
Ling Yun: "The car hasn't started shaking yet, what's the hurry?"
Chu Yujiang: "Haha."
Ling Yun: "What are you doing? Why am I wrong?" He frowned, looking curiosity for knowledge.
Chu Yujiang's throat choked, this feeling is really damn fucking!
at last-
"Moved!" Ling Yun exclaimed.
This is the first time he has seen a practical operation outside the film, and it is really different from the one in the film.
It's too intense!
The master is worthy of being a master, and he has excellent qualities in all aspects.
"Idiot! That's starting the engine, let's go!"
Ling Yun: "?!"
Sure enough, the car slid slowly into the main road and then drove at a normal speed.
Chu Yujiang followed, leaving a suitable distance from the car, then turned around, and threw Ling Yun a "diamond" with a "bronze" look. Of course, the one in the car in front was the "king".
No, two "kings".
Ling Yun nestled in the passenger seat like a quail, frowning, as if thinking about serious philosophical issues.
After a while, his brows gradually stretched.
It's because of my lack of experience that will lead to misjudgment, it doesn't matter, go back and find a few more videos to watch and observe.
Little mushroom secretly made up his mind!
…
The night was deep, and the entire Dongli Villa fell into tranquility, sleeping peacefully under the stars.
On the second floor, the master bedroom.
The bathroom door opened, and Shen Hou engulfed a mist of mist coming out of it.
The long wet hair was draped behind him, and the cross-over neckline of the bathrobe revealed a part of the delicate collarbone. The waistband was tied with a bow at random to outline a slender waist.
Xu Shi had just touched the hot water, and his fair skin was a lovely pink.
Quan Hanting's eyes swept over, and his heart was immediately convulsed.
I took the dry towel at the bedside and wrapped the blue silk: "How many times have you said it, let you dry your hair and then take it off, so you won't be afraid of catching a cold in the winter."
"You are more and more like an old man now."
"Doesn't I be long-winded?"
Shen Wei turned his head, his black eyes gleaming in the light of the wall lamp: "No, I like your long-windedness."
Quan Hanting was immediately satisfied, and the process of wiping and drying his hair was so gentle that it was simply outrageous.
"Is this strength okay?"
"Hmm!"
"Did it hurt?"
"No no."
"Is the temperature right? Is it hot?"
"Appropriate."
"Is the scalp itchy?"
"itchy."
"Here?"
"..."
"Here?"
"..."
"Still here?"
Shen Hou: "Itchy, why don't you scratch every position?"
Quan Hanting: "Okay." Tony, chief of Dongli Villa, went online.
The woman half-squinted her eyes, her scalp was taut, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows all showed a lazy and comfortable look.
Like a arrogant and reserved Persian cat, enjoying the master's strokes, scratches and scratches.
A quarter of an hour later.
Shen Hou blinked, "Aren't your hands sour?"
"A little bit."
"That's not tough." Shen Hou pulled him to his side and sat down, then got up by himself, walked around behind the man, picked up the hair dryer, and said, "Let me serve you next."
Quan Hanting looked helpless: "Don't make trouble."
"I will blow your hair for you~"
"It's almost done."
Shen Wei squeezed on his head, "Who said that? Obviously still half dry. By the way, you really don't want me to serve?" Then, restless fingers ran across the man's shoulder blades, along the spine. The line went all the way down, doing everything possible, and then leaned slightly to reach the man's ear—
"Think clearly, it's a rare opportunity. If you miss this village, you won't have this shop."
Quan Hanting straightened his back subconsciously. He only felt that something had penetrated from his pores and traveled along the blood vessels to the apex of his heart, pulling out an electric current that made him crumble from head to toe.
"Shen, Hou!" faintly restrained.
"Why didn't you call me a baby?"
"you!"
"Come on, you helped me to dry my hair before, now I'll help you." Tong Yan Tong said, his voice was simple, but he looked like a goblin.
Quan Hanting's breathing worsened and his body was hot.
Shen Wei narrowed his mouth and lowered his eyelids aggrievedly: "Do you dislike my bad skills?"
technology…
This word made him want to crooked.
Blurted out: "It's okay, you just need to have good skills."
Shen Hun couldn't help laughing, and gave a sullen look: "Where did you think of it?"
Quan Hanting narrowed his eyes halfway, and chuckled, "I will think of wherever you think."
The corner of Shen Hui's mouth twitched: "Do you want to blow or not?"
"blow!"
For a while, just listen to the buzzing of the hair dryer.
It was done in less than two minutes.
Shen Hou turned off the hair dryer and prepared to put it away.
Quan Hanting suddenly said, "Wait."
"Ok?"
"Isn't it for service? This is over? Be careful. I'll complain to your boss."
Shen Hou had a meal, yes, it's still on stage.
She was very interested and willing to cooperate, and immediately put on a little pitiful look of sincerity and fear: "Brother, do you have any more requirements? I will do it, don't complain to me, please..."
Shen Hou's appearance is a natural little white flower.
Elegant and beautiful, very pitiful.
The more you beg for mercy, the more people want to bully.
A scorching light burst out of the man's eyes, "Anything can be requested?"
Shen Hou: "Only, as long as it's not too much..."
"Okay, then rub your shoulders first."
This is acceptable, and Shen Hou will do his best to play the poor little boy in the salon.
"Sir, is this strength okay?"
"Heavier."
"Ok."
"Did you not eat? More importantly!"
"Oh." Shen Wei was submissive on the surface, but he was frantically complaining in his heart. Seeing that the man who gave this uncle hesed his tail, his tail would be up to the sky!
"A little bit ahead."
front? Where is the shoulder forward
Quan Hanting: "I'm talking about the previous point!" He escaped the bully's tone and got into the play.
Shen Hou curled his mouth, moved his hand forward, and landed on his collarbone.
"A little bit ahead."
Shen Hou did.
"Go ahead."
Now the fool should understand what he is making.
Color embryo!
"Sir, the chest is further ahead, are you sure you want to click here?"
"press!"
"Xing Lian!" Shen Hun made a sudden effort.
"Hi—you murdered your husband!" Quan Hanting almost jumped up.
She is "pressing", clearly pinching to death!
That position is the most vulnerable part, the same for men and women.
"Don't you have chest muscles? You can't hold it anymore?"
Quan Hanting: "You can pinch those two places, how good is my ability to train those things into muscles?"
Shen Hun secretly smirked in his heart, deserved it, let you play a hooligan!
"Then how about I press it again?"
The man's face turned dark, I believe she is a ghost!
"Don't press it anymore."
Shen Hou was anxious, and thought he was relieved, but he didn't expect—
"Come and beat the leg for the Lord."
As he said, the two long legs stretched out and put them on the opposite chair.
Leaning back, with his hands behind his back, he looks like he's lying down and waiting for someone to wait.
Shen Wei looked more and more unbalanced, and kicked his calf, "Why? Really use me as a shampoo girl? No more fun!"
"Eh—" Quan Hanting clasped her wrist and pressed hard, and Shen Hu sat in his arms.
"Is this angry?" The voice was low and sexy, "You didn't hire me first?"
"Nonsense, how did I recruit you?"
"Are you going to serve me?"
"... I mean blowing hair, not everything else."
"Then why did you cooperate with me again?"
Shen Wei muttered, "Isn't this a joke..." Who knows, the more you play, the more angry you get.
"Okay, I apologize."
"?"
"As compensation, I will serve you now."
Shen Hou knew that this guy was holding back bad, how could he be so kind!
In the next second, the two fell in love, preparing to say that Shen Hun was pushed there.
Quan Hanting pulled up the quilt, "Are you ready?"
Shen Wei pretended to be dead and didn't speak.
"It's okay, when you call."
…
In the middle of the journey, Shen Wei cried by him, and a drop of crystal fell into the temple along the corner of his eyes.
Quan Hanting leaned to her ear: "Today you cried for me twice, this is the third time."
Shen Hun: "Um..."
"Huohou, thank you."
Thanks for what
She wanted to ask more questions, but she was completely obliterated by exhaustion, and moved her lips. Before she could say a complete sentence, she fell into a dark and sweet dream.
In a daze, she also heard what the man said to her.
Unfortunately, I couldn't hear it clearly.
…
At half past six, Shen Hou woke up, his biological clock was more punctual than the alarm clock.
In the cold winter, there is only a gray area outside the window, and no light is visible.
She rolled over and lay on her side, the man's warm chest pressed from behind, and her voice was somewhat hoarse when she woke up: "Not much sleep? Today Saturday."
"wake up."
"It seems that I didn't toss you enough last night."
"Smelly hooligan!" Under the thick duvet, Shen Wei kicked over, kicking a hard muscle, not a calf, but a thigh.
"Hiss—just a little bit! Be careful, don't kick it!"
Oh, it looks like a thigh.
Quan Hanting kissed her, and Shen Hun blocked her with a pillow: "Early morning, you're enough!"
"It's not enough because it is early in the morning."
Shen Hou: "..." This kind of reason can make him speak fresh and refined, and he is convinced.
Next, Quan Hanting drove her crazy again.
"Houhou...Houhou..."
She gritted her teeth: "Shut up!"
"Baby..."
"Are you endless?!"
"Immediately..."
His "immediate" was half an hour, and after it was over, Shen Hou rolled away wrapped in a quilt.
The hooligans can't afford to provoke them, it is themselves who suffer.
Quan Hanting leaned against the bed, with his chest bare, and drew out a cigarette, pattering—
ignite.
Take a deep breath, it feels like a fairy.
"I ask you, what's the matter with Liu Maiquan?"
"Ok?"
"Last night, you mentioned this name during the dispute with Song Jing. If I remember correctly, this should be one of the three kidnappers who kidnapped Qi Ziyan."
Quan Hanting did not answer the conversation, and took a sip from time to time with a cigarette in between.
"You said, he committed suicide?"
"Ok."
"why?"
"Maybe... for love?" He thought of Liu Maiquan kneeling before Jiahui's tombstone, half-bending his body. At a certain moment, he couldn't help but imagine what decision he would make if the person who died was Shen Hun.
But soon, such thoughts were forcibly suppressed by Quan Hanting.
Shen Hou will not die, neither will he.
They will live well, live a hundred years, and grow old hand in hand.
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