Chapter 377

She bowed her head and imprinted a kiss on the child's forehead.

It's soft.

And the child also giggled, overjoyed. Even, I like myself more than my own mother.

"After that, I'll be your godmother, OK?"

In the dream that oneself, the facial expression is more and more gentle, the lip angle radian raises, the sound is also that kind of clear like water.

"Gee!"

Just born from the small Jun, look very smart, big golden eyes of the turn.

In that case, I obviously agreed.

In the dream that oneself can't help laughing, "Puff hiss" a spout laughs a voice, "really mischievous, lovely."

……

Dream of here.

Ziqianmo suddenly woke up.

A pair of beautiful eyes, please light color, opened, eyes, are at a loss, confused.

How can you have such a strange dream?

She sat up, put on a coat, went to the dresser and sat down.

Facing the bright bronze mirror.

The girl in the mirror has a cool and elegant face, which gives people a feeling of inaccessibility, nobility and coldness.

The person in the dream has very similar facial features, but totally different temperament. He is as gentle as water and calm as a mountain, giving people a feeling of absolute reliability and approachability. Is that kind of love to smile, that kind of understanding, that kind of rich expression.

Ziqianmo is confused.

She couldn't help but put a hand on her side face.

"She's me?"

She murmured.

It's the same cool voice as before.

With the dream of the self, voice is also the opposite, a cold, a soft.

"No

Ziqianmo refused to accept, shook his head, rejected the idea, "just a dream."

She told herself, don't think too much.

Then try to get the strange fragments out of your mind.

She used the fastest speed to dress up and tidy up herself, and changed into a clean and elegant lake blue pleated fairy group, which is a waist style, but not too tight, leaving room. If she used martial arts, it would be very convenient, not too tight.

She took the entrance examination of the freshmen that a big red turtle shell pass, ready to go out.

Who ever thought that as soon as he stepped out of the Mo Chen Pavilion, he met Si Junli.

"Good morning, sister Qianmo."

Si Jun left and ran back in the morning. Now he was wearing a close fitting green suit. His pretty face was covered with sweat, and there were a few strands of black hair on his side face, which added a bit of temptation.

Ziqianmo was stunned at first. Subconsciously, the dream that he had last night flashed through his mind.

The soft baby, with a pair of golden eyes, looked at herself with trust, grabbed a wisp of her hair, giggled and made trouble with her.

Also called Si Junli.

Xiao Jun is away.

Is it a coincidence?

But the demon Wang Baize's intuition told her that there were not so many coincidences under the sky.

"Good morning."

She nodded at him.

I didn't stay much, so I left.

I didn't see much, I didn't ask much.

Everything, when it's set, will have an answer. She believed that all this was arranged by the way of heaven.

Just as her meeting, acquaintance and acquaintance with Mo Yan are inevitable.

Ziqianmo rode in Zifu's carriage, all the way to the West.

An hour later, arrive at the destination.

Xuanwu college.

Standing in the middle of a gentle and low mountain group, the building is of great scale. Ten palaces add up to about the same.