Lu Huoying had never seen such a stranger before. She cried loudly. There seemed to be a surging river in her little body, where the water rushed out desperately.

Her little face was wrinkled, and her eyes were full of tears. Her pink face was red because of crying, which made her breathless.

There was a hoarse roar in the throat, sharp and helpless.

Lu didn't know that a woman could cry like this. Tears covered her whole face and her throat was hoarse.

He has never seen a woman cry. Su muwei is the one who loves to cry the most. Every time, she would hold him and cry. Sometimes she would not even cry.

He never regards Su muwei's crying as true crying. In his eyes, Su muwei's crying is just a fake crying mood when a child is not satisfied. As long as she is satisfied, she will stop.

But for him, Su muwei's requirements are not high, so he is willing to meet her, and does not want to hear her cry.

But Mo shallow son's cry is not the same, she is so helpless, as if at any time may disappear in general.

Just like a child, he lost his parents and relatives, walked helplessly in the street, crying why his parents left her, leaving only panic and uneasiness in his heart.

This kind of mood, land burning shadow also once had.

When he was just two years old, he was thrown into a pack of wolves. Facing a pack of ferocious and cruel wolves, he cried He cried desperately and helplessly. At that moment, he knew that he had lost his parents and they didn't want him.

But also because of his cry, the fierce and cruel wolves let him go.

They went away, and Lu Huoying survived.

At that time, he was only two years old. He had just learned how to walk, how to speak with his teeth, how to find something to eat, and how to remember what happened to him.

"Don't cry. I haven't done anything to you." Lu Huoying reaches out to wipe away the tears of Mo Shaoer.

But his words, Mo shallow son can't hear at all now, she is still crying and can't breathe.

Lu Huoying doesn't know what to do. He hasn't seen such a stranger.

His body was still between her legs, and now it was swollen, but he knew it was impossible to go on.

Now the Mo shallow son cries miserably, will not pay attention to him at all.

He turned over, held the stranger in his arms and patted her on the back: "OK, don't cry, you will be affected by crying like this. Now you don't have dragon spirit blood. The child is very weak."

Mo shallow son is still crying. He doesn't listen to him at all. He doesn't listen. He doesn't hear any language at all.

She was trapped in a helpless world. She seemed to see that she was thrown into the wilderness when she was very young. It was a passing peasant woman who picked her up and went back.

Later, there was a famine in the farmer's wife's family. The farmer's wife fled with her family. She was abandoned again on the way.

She was taken to sanshengdu by a thin man and sold to the prince's mansion.

At that time, she was less than three years old, but looking at the gorgeous and rich prince's mansion, she had a sense of security for the first time.

She was taken to a dark room and put on the slave seal. The thin man said to her, "this is your creation. You will be the slave girl in this house later. The master in this house is your master. You will listen to him forever and ever. You must not turn your back on him, or you will be hit by thunder.".

At that time, the prince's mansion was not the prince's mansion, but the residence of the prince who had just regained his identity. Lu Huoying was only seven years old that year.