Chapter 2001: 3.447 Empathy (monthly ticket plus 17)

Chapter 2001 3.447 Be Empathetic (Monthly Tickets Plus 17)
"I will go to you after the game is over!" Qiaomu's eyes flashed, and two explosive talisman bombarded them.
After only listening to "Boom" two loud noises.
She never looked back at them again, pulling Prince Mo and turned away.
"Jojo." Merlin gently pulled back her little hand, held her to her side, and stared deeply down at her. "The people of Qingtianmen are like a group of mice inside a horned owl, slipping out from time to time. I'll give you more. Or leave it to me, how about it? "
Qiao Mu shook his head, gritted his teeth stubbornly, "No, I want to cook Fan Gu and Fan Qiuhe by myself."
She will end this nightmare in the past, and no one can do it for her.
"Okay, now that you have decided." Mo Lian raised her hand and stroked her slightly scattered hair. "Then I will support you. I will first investigate the location, and there is no delusion in Qingtian Valley in Shuntian Prefecture. Do n’t worry about them being able to run away. I will send someone to control them first, and wait for you to get over them.

Qiaomu flew into his arms, his head moved around his chest, and he muffled his breath, "Is it too wayward?"
"Nonsense." Mo Lian smiled and touched her head.
"My Qiaoqiao is so understanding, how will it be willful." Merlin took her little hand and headed for Anping Inn.
It was already bright when the two returned to the inn.
Wu Chen and they all went down one after another.
As soon as she looked up, Chen Chen leaning on the side just saw the two of them coming in hand in hand from the outside.
"Oh? So early! What's wrong with going out again." Facing the morning light, Wu Chen smiled at the tree.
Qiao Mu reached out and grabbed two boxes of dim sum. "I met someone selling puff pastry at the street. Only three pie were bought for one Ling coin. The quantity is small, first come first served."
"Oh, my Qiao Qiao is still intimate." Taohua Xianzun smiled and bent her eyes, and she flew to Qiao Mu in a slight flutter, raised her hands and took her two boxes of snacks.
"Just a little hungry! Feed the store and give me a bowl of porridge!"
Ah! Your jojo! The ghost is yours. Mo Lian cast a blindfold at Feng Gongzi, stretched out her hand, and sat down at the table, taking over the millet porridge brought by her boss.
"Let's eat." Qiaomu took two more hibiscus cakes from the food box and set them in front of Chen Chen.
"Um." The little boy supported his chin with one hand, stirred the hot porridge in the bowl, and hummed softly. "If the moon is here, he can kill both of these hibiscus cakes in one breath."
Murray held her hand with chopsticks for a moment, picked up a hibiscus cake, and sent it to her mouth. "Oh."
Wu Chen smiled with a smirk, and raised his hand and patted Qiaomu's arm. "Good, why do you suddenly think of that second product?"
"No, it was only when I saw this plate of hibiscus cake." Qiao Mu pointed his finger at Morian Road. "Fu Jun doesn't like sweets, but he likes moonbreaking."
"Men who like to eat sweets are generally more mother-in-law." Mo Lian took a bite of the hibiscus cake, and felt that it was out of taste, so she left the cake aside.
Xianxun, who had eaten two pieces of hibiscus cake, suddenly felt that some of the chopsticks he was holding could not go down!
Can you talk?
Who's mother?
"Qiao Qiao, don't listen to Murray blindly! It's all a matter of taste!" Wu Chen thought about it, or put a third piece of hibiscus cake under his chopsticks.
(End of this chapter)