Chapter 1215: You want to like me, like a little longer 167

Chapter 1215, you want to like me, like a little longer 167
It can be gentle but it doesn't seem to care or worry about how Qian Qian will deal with him. He just touches her head and touches her head as always. "That is, I am very anxious. I want to tell them soon, my determination."
Qing child gently sucked his nose, and his heart was sour. He couldn’t say what it was. He couldn’t help but raise his head. His eyes were slightly red, and some people looked at Wen Jian with some emotions. Her head glared at her, Qing Qing red eyes gently pushed his hand, the voice with an uncomfortable nasal sound, muffled and muttered: "I am not a child..."
"In my mind, you will always be my little green child."
Wen Jian looked at her with a smile, and the gentle and deep eyes were full of infinite faint favors.
This kind of look is finally a little calm in the heart of the childish.
It seems that as long as Wen Jian has been around her, she has the courage to face it all.
However, when it was outside the city, the carriage was suddenly stopped. Far away, Qing heard a familiar shout from outside the carriage.
Wen Jian sighed reluctantly and said: "It is an hour..."
Hearing the words, the young child took a look, opened the curtain and looked at it. It was not the case that the hour was jumping out of the gate of the city, not far from the outside, and rushing to the carriage and shouting.
Qingchun was afraid that she was rushing, and quickly got off to find her.
At that time, I saw Qing Qiao getting out of the car and I was happy. I was very happy to look up at the childishness with a look of ignorance. Then I finally couldn’t help but ran over and hugged the childish, "Youth sister, you Come back with my brother?"
Qingchun embraced her, and she patted her back helplessly. She smiled and nodded. "Yes, your brother is on the carriage."
After a few hours, I couldn’t help but follow the childishness and got on the carriage. However, after getting into the carriage, on the way to the city, Ji’s hour noticed that Wen’s style was not very good, and he smelled him when he was close. There was a faint scent of medicine, and the wrinkled nose was wrinkled in the hour. I was quite puzzled and asked: "Is you hurt?"
When Qing Qiu was about to say something, he heard Wen Jian preemptively whispered: "A little bit of injury, not in the way."
Saying, not waiting for the hour to speak, and then said to her: "You will get off the bus first, don't tell my mother that I am back, I will go back later."
After a few hours of sorrow, he asked the scorpion curiously: "Do you want to surprise the niece?"
The hour is still naive, so even the idea is so pure and innocent, he followed her meaning and smiled and said, "Yes, so you have to help your brother."
When I heard the words, I was happily nodded and said nodly, "Okay, I will definitely help you hide them first!"
When I was thinking about the return of all of them, I was not in a hurry to get together. I listened to the carriage halfway and waved my hand to say goodbye to them.
When I was in the carriage, I was young and able to feel a little relaxed. This time I went away, and the more I went to the palace, the younger I felt the atmosphere gradually dignified.
But when the child turned back from the window, I saw that Wen’s look was as old as it seemed, and there seemed to be no uneasiness.
The young child took the initiative and handed it to him.
(End of this chapter)