Chapter 272: Because I like warmth, 76

But when she went out of the pharmacy, she grabbed her hand with the person behind her. She turned her head back and glared at him with red eyes. The wet eyes were covered with soft water, and there was no momentum.
"Is the leg sour?"
The number did not speak, but Qian Qianmo had already leaned down, "Go up."
A few warm eyes looked at his strong and wide back, and gently licked his throat, silently slammed up and wrapped his neck.
"Warm..."
"what."
"Warm."
"...What?"
"Warm, how is this good..." He was full of joy in his tone.
I don’t know what to say, or I’m not happy with Uncle Uncle.
However, she can feel that he is really happy.
So calling her over and over again, as if to ask her to be sure, this is not a dream.
"Warm, do you say that your baby will like this king?"
"dislike."
"Who will he be like in the future? Like warm, warm and smart."
"If it is not smart, is it smart?"
"That's no problem, it's all the king's heart and baby."
The number was warm and the lips were bent silently.
"But warm, don't play this kind of joke with the king next time, can you?"
The number of warmth was on his neck, and he turned his head and refused to speak.
"Well, warm?"
The number warmed gently "Hmm".
She can feel the depression of the uncle's eyes yesterday.
He was walked by her across the street and across the bridge.
The night shrouded their figure.
Suddenly, she put her down in the night, her eyes narrowly and straight into her eyes, and whispered to her, "Warm girl, do you want to marry?"
The number of warmth was inexplicably flustered by his deep-eyed eyes. He bit his lip and said, "No."
"It’s so good, then you are married to this king, okay?"
The number of warm heartbeats accelerates and the eyes are chaotic.
"This king promises you that the future will protect you and your child for the rest of your life like the North."
A few warm heads looked at him, his eyes did not dodge, serious and stubborn.
She seemed to see the deep affection of his eyes.
She also saw herself in his eyes.
The number of warmth was stared at him, his lips were slightly moving, and he almost nodded.
But she remembered something again, whispered: "Not good."
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A few warm heads turned to look under the bridge. "There are some roads to go, and Uncle Uncle has his own country to guard..."
"This king won't stop you from doing anything." Qian Qianmo turned her body over to face him, staring for a moment, and bowing her head slowly, kissing her lips for a while. : "Warm, when the king of the king is good?"
The number of warmth was smug by him, but he pushed him away and fled.
Married to Uncle Uncle, the uncle's wife.
The number of warmth has not been thought of.
She thought about reconciliation, thought about the birth of a baby, she can tell the number of warm baby, who is it.
However, I have not thought about the future of her and Uncle Uncle.
Too far away.
Beicheng and Beichuan are so far away.
He wants to guard his mountains and rivers, she has to do what she wants to do, two people, so far apart, how can we have a future together?
she does not know.
If it was the warmth of the previous one, and even the life was in the hands of Qian Qianmo, she would probably agree, no matter what he said she would agree, but now the number of warmth has her own ambition, she is not willing to give up.