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"Does sister muki like my brother?"

"Nonsense! Impossible

Mu Mu puffed his mouth and shook his head desperately.

"How can you explain that you were so close to my brother just now?"

"Nonsense, nothing!"

Muki continued to shake his head. These days, children's observation and imagination are so strong?

Unexpectedly, there was an Xiche's enchanting fan voice line - "flowers, trees, see you in the old place tonight. There are places where you have to be taught. Ha ha... "

A few black lines on the wooden side face brush down.

"Look. See you at the same place. Sister muki, you don't have to be shy. It's normal to like my brother. Every girl who sees my brother likes him. Hee hee, who calls my brother so handsome. Just like I'm so cute, you like to be with me. And I like my brother too. Hey, I want to marry my brother too

Annie looked up at the wood as if it were very common.

"What do you know, little boy? I like you, and like him is a different matter, not the same! Besides, I already have a favorite object. Don't pull the relationship. I have a big head now... "

Wood turning white eyeballs, helplessly said.

"Who does sister muki like? Do I know her?"

Anne asked curiously again.

"Li? Children don't understand. "

"If you say that, I will understand."

"Well. It's class time now. If you ask questions again, be careful that I will punish you to copy the Three Character Classic 500 times

Muki put her hands in her waist, bluffing, staring at Annie, and vigorously lifting her collar, she walked to the wooden house.

It seems that children are too curious, but also a super troublesome thing. Well, I used to force others to do things. Ah, I've been with Zuo en for a long time. I've been infected and turned into a bad little devil.

The problem is that Anne is not only honest, but also very curious, so the two brothers and sisters are really a pair of trouble.

In the breeze, there is a melodious sound of flute. The timbre is sweet and the sound quality is clear. In the aftertaste, the free and floating flute sound seems to contain a trace of drifting vicissitudes

There is a kind of loneliness in the pure flute. Is that right? Is the soul of the piper from a perfect home? If so, the world of soul should be a perfect, pure world without any filth and ugliness.

Mu Mu looks back and sees the high rock peak, the glacier snow, the vast white, there is a touch of unusual fresh green on the rock, just like the source of the spring of life.

High dome wind, wind blowing his lapel, absolutely floating Lun, like a millennium ice sealed stone statue, he sat quietly on the top of the peak playing

Mu Mu could not stop asking: "what is the sound of the flute, clear and shocking."

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