Chapter 1383

"OK, tomorrow, thank you seven times!" he was cold and modest, his tone was low, and his face was grateful. He didn't object that he liked his mother.

This undoubtedly gave him great courage.

Wei Ziming raised his eyes, took a serious look at him, and then looked at his mother who lowered her head to eat, giving him a cheering look.

He hopes that both his mother and his mother can find their own happiness. Only when they are happy, can he be happy!

Wei Ziming's eyes undoubtedly gave him unprecedented encouragement.

"Uncle Leng, eat quickly!"

When Wei Ziming finished, he took some dishes she liked to eat and put them in her bowl.

Wei zining said with a smile, "tomorrow, you can eat it too!"

"OK, mom." Wei Ziming began to eat.

Glancing at long yetian, he suddenly asked, "devil, why don't you have a drink!"

Long ye said to heaven, "no, I don't like drinking."

Wei Ziming was not persuading. He bowed his head and ate his own meal. Everyone had a good time!

Especially Lin Ziyi, who has a round stomach and a small face, is very happy!

Children are like this. It's easy to be satisfied. A delicious meal can make her happy for a long time.

Lin Yunxi plans to take a day off. After learning about the Wuling mainland and then solving Yan Jiaojiao's affairs, she can leave at ease.

After dinner, Lin Yunxi didn't let his son return to the space. Here, he was safe.

After lunch, Wei zining went out to inquire about the news and took Lin Ziyi to play together.

She and long Yitian go back to the room and continue to make up for their sleep. These days, she is really tired.

Yan Jiaojiao was wearing a red fur fur and holding a heater in her hand. She was charming and charming. She stood by the window in the aisle on the second floor and looked sadly at the direction of the Yan family. Her parents had died, and she would never go back to the Yan family again.

It used to be her home, her hope and her happiness.

Now, there are no people she knows there.

Ning'er said, it's cold there now, leaving only some lonely old servants to watch.

The once high gate and expensive place are like a market, but now it has become a cold palace that no one cares about.

Indifference and modesty came over with a cup of hot tea. Seeing her sad look and instant pain at the bottom of her heart, she carefully put the hot tea into her hand.

The heat in her hand came, Yan Jiaojiao came back, looked at him, smiled and said, "you are considerate."

He smiled coldly and humbly and said, "men should be considerate of women."

This sentence went to Yan Jiaojiao's heart.

She bowed her head and said with a smile, "indifference and modesty. Your words are all about my heart. Adding a little salt to the food can make the food more delicious. If you change this word, it can also be sweet to people's heart."

Indifference and humility saw her look soft, with a rare tenderness.

That night, although he took her into his own space, he did nothing.

They slept side by side, even without extra words, but with her, the silent cold night was also very warm.

He suddenly joked: "Jiao Jiao, if you have one more me in your life, will it be as sweet and happy as adding sugar to your food?"

Yan Jiaojiao raised her eyes and looked at him with a smile. "I'm cold and modest. I don't speak even when I look at you. I'm not used to saying this today.

However, it is indeed desirable to add a little desire to life and regard this desire as all the happiness in life! "

In fact, the longer people live and experience, the less desire they have.

Feelings are unreasonable. Some people give their heart to him without doing anything for you.

She once did such a stupid thing.

This time, if she is not stupid, will the ending be different?

Indifferent and modest, he listened to her words for a moment. He thought he had an auditory hallucination, but her words clearly lingered in his ears.

She said it was desirable, so she wanted to give him the chance.

"Jiao Jiao..."

"Indifference and modesty, wait until I get revenge. If I'm not dead, we'll have another vigorous love. If I die, I can only apologize to you and live up to your heart." Yan Jiaojiao also wants to give indifference and modesty a chance and give herself a chance.

If the heart cannot be as wide as the sea, how can it be calm?

If you want the years to be quiet, you need both sides to move forward with heavy loads.

Women! As master said, if you don't get married, it will be a woman's lifelong regret.

Master wants her to be happy, how can she not be happy?

Cold and modest suddenly grabbed her hand excitedly and said rigorously, "Jiao Jiao, I won't let you die. I'll avenge you!"

"Ha ha..." Yan Jiaojiao suddenly smiled happily. The warmth from the bottom of her heart flowed at the tip of her heart, squinting at her indifference and modesty. "OK, drink with me at night! You can drink very much!"

As soon as he changed his usual indifference and modesty, the whole person became soft. "Jiao Jiao, you can't get it, don't get drunk!" his tone was heroic and with rare tenderness.

Yan Jiaojiao gently bit her lip. Now she is like duckweed landing. It's like everything has passed and everything is getting better and better.

Yan Jiaojiao smiled, nodded and said, "well, go, go out with me. It's boring here! I haven't come back for a long time. It has changed a lot compared with before, but the local customs are still the same. I can feel it."

"OK!" with a cold, modest and gentle smile, the smile rippled from the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, let her come forward.

Looking at her enchanting and moving back, he smiled. When he saw her for the first time, he had a feeling of ten thousand years at a glance.

In her eyes, he saw the wounds all over his body and the pain all over his heart. Just like him, he could never come out of the pain.

One of the most regretful things he did was betray the ancient god domain.

They walked out of the hospital side by side.

Wei Ziming stood on the second floor and looked at the two people's distant figure. His thin lips aroused a knowing smile.

He glanced at the roof. A man in white rushed to him.

The man dressed in white is better than the snow. His white robe is wide sleeved. He is inspired by the wind. His facial features are handsome. On his clear and meaningful face, he looks like a smile, with a cold and glittering temperament, like jade like snow in the white snow.

"Xiaoran, you're here." Wei Ziming also looked at him with a smile.

"I heard that you have come back, how can I come and see you!" Xiaoran stood not far from him, with a gentle look and smiling eyebrows, just like his name, naturally refined, natural and generous.

He took out a pot of wine from the space. The wine pot was crystal clear, as warm as jade, emitting a faint halo.

Wei Ziming reaches out to catch the wine pot, which is still hot.