The meal of arbor is a little round.
Lightly patted patted the small belly, reached out to embrace a plate of orange which the prince handed, Qiao schoolmate bowed his head and ate two pieces silently.
How sweet! She didn't let go of the plate. Although she had some food, she greedily ate two more pieces.
Mo Lian tidies up everything, sees the little guy holding a plate of orange to chew, the small appearance son is really lovely extremely.
He came to her and took her little hand. He felt as if he had been scratched by the kitten's claws. His lips were tinged with a smile. "Let's go. Just go out and eat. "
"Where to?"
"Go to your master and say, let's go to Qixia valley together."
Trees:
"You went to the adventurer's base, not to the warehouse, where?" The prince pinched the little guy's palm.
"We..."
"Young man." As soon as they opened the door, the old shopkeeper, who had been waiting for a long time, jumped in front of the prince.
"The account is coming back?" Ink lotus lightly glanced at Han Chong.
The old shopkeeper nodded like a pestle.
The young master has sent the dark flower adult to follow. Can you come back? Besides, those people in the Vientiane gate, who find their young lady Ning bifan dead, dare not stay, and hurry to leave!
"Well, be smart later. Don't talk so well." Prince taught a sentence, then waved sleeve to let old Han leave.
The old shopkeeper wiped the sweat on his head and smiled bitterly when he left: my God, it's the current situation. It's not enough to collect two bags of beans to mend a wall. How dark is your mind.
No, the little girl's heart is darker. If it wasn't for the little girl's accusation, how could you send someone to get the account back
When old Han returned to Chaohui Pavilion, he hurriedly called all his subordinates to hold an emergency meeting and told them face to face; don't offend the little girl of the childe's family! Because the consequences will be more serious than offending your own son!
"What's the best way? She really Dead? The little girl gently pulled the prince's hand and asked the young man with her eyes.
"Of course." Mo Lian nodded knowingly. How could she be allowed to live if she cried out so loudly to kill his little girl?
"Then why did you dig her eyes?" The little guy leaned over his head and asked what he thought.
"Because she's always staring at me, impatient to show her."
"That's because you look good. No wonder other people want to stare at you." The little girl said solemnly, it's funny that her face is cute with paralysis.
Quietly following the return wind behind the two, hearing the words, he could not help but draw a corner of his mouth.
Always think that when the prince and the little girl are chatting together, the painting style is very strange
Mo Lian couldn't help but laugh and say, "who is good for me and Duanyue?"
"You." The little girl said without hesitation, and then came another sentence, "in fact, the broken moon is not bad."
Huifeng almost laughs and glances at the prince secretly. As expected, his handsome face is covered with black. Poof
The little girl said that Duanyue was not bad. She poked at the prince's big heart!
"Don't worry, he must be disabled and ugly now." The prince held the little girl's hand tightly and stabbed her opponent with a knife.
"Who?"
"Broken moon."
"That's pathetic." The little girl turned her mouth.
Huifeng feels that he is going to die soon, and he's laughing away. How can their conversation be so strange and funny.
At this time, the master of the Vientiane gate Ning guilai also learned about the death of his beloved daughter Ning bifan.