Chapter 818

A relationship, so that two cold people, instant become different.

Even in the past few decades, when talking on the phone half a world away from Bai Bing, I can feel the happiness that she has delivered.

"Hi, aunt Yue, sister AI, long time no see. I miss you so much." Wearing a white dress with a little Bohemian style, the white butterfly walked like a fly, just like her name, beautiful and beautiful.

"You this wench, how and imperial concubine son is the same, two telephone also don't call." May pretended to blame said.

The corner of her mouth rose suddenly and said with a smile, "Oh, aunt Yue, it's not for a surprise."

"It's a surprise if you come." When the daughters of these two friends arrived, the corners of their mouths couldn't close in May.

The two nephews are not busy now. They say they can't come. A few of them have training and can't get out. She can only send gifts, and she can only watch the video and think about it.

"You two are here. Why didn't the children come?" After finishing speaking to AI in May, she asked with a smile.

Yaofei said with a proud smile, "the one in our house is under my mother's control."

She is also a representative of early marriage. Her son is now 25 years old, so Yu Ji is thinking of embracing her great grandson. However, they can't be urged to do so. All the younger members of their family can hide and hide. It was a rare new year before Yu Ji caught one.

"No, isn't your son only twenty-five? It's still early! " As soon as he finished speaking to AI, he took over in the fifth month.

"It's not too early. You have to be considerate of the old people's mood." The fifth month finish saying have not good gas of stare two wenches one eye.

White butterfly received a look for help, and immediately said, "the one in our family was a light bulb at home, and there was still school work to be done. During this period of time, we didn't come to school."

"Is your father angry?" In May, when he thought of Nangong silver's staring eyes, he wanted to smile, as if he had returned to his youth.

Bitter, tired, sad, but also vigorous love that person.

"Your name is Shang Yang?"

A crisp voice came from behind. Shang Yang, dressed in black, frowned and turned around. Looking at the little girl in front of him, he couldn't help narrowing his eyes.

Such an expression appears on the face of a young boy who is just eight years old. It seems very old-fashioned, but does not reduce his charm at all.

"Who are you?" The cold voice is like standing in the ice cellar, making people shiver all over, as if there is air conditioning rising from the feet.

In front of the little girl wearing a princess skirt, she swallowed her mouth hard, and her mother's words were recalled in her mind, and she recovered some courage.

She showed a sweet smile and said to him, "my name is Fengling. Nice to meet you."

"No, I'm not happy to meet you at all." Shang Yang finished to look at her, did not look at her, walked past from her side.

Feng Ling's eyes flashed with tears, and the flowers in her hands were destroyed by her.

Not far away from the back of Hua, a tall man was lying on a bench with two little guys standing in the empty space under his feet. He was absorbed in what was going on there until the hero left before the two began to speak.

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