Chapter 363: Warm treasure, I am hurting 13

However, she took the lead and said to her childish baby: "He, he probably went to buy a gift for Qingzhi. It may not come back to see the child so soon, but when he buys a gift, he will definitely save. Will come back to find the childish."
Qingqing looked at the number of warmth, smashed the scorpion, did not know the letter did not believe, put down the pen, and plunged into a few warm arms to stay, holding a few warm, refused to let go.
A few warm heads touched the child's head: "Does the child like him?"
Qing nodded, paused, and shook his head in her arms, very stubborn little guy.
The little guy who thought he was abandoned.
The number of warmth is such a sly temper, and how to not know that the childish is just a mouthful.
The number of warmth couldn't help but ask Qingqing when he got to know him. Qingzhi would like to express it with her. Then she told her what she knew on the handwriting, and she knew that it was saved. The childish person is a thousand ink...
It turned out that this guy had seen it with the child before he met her.
Also pretend not to know her...
The number of warmth is a bit angry.
At night, the young child often learned the words. After reading the account book, he found that the little guy fell asleep on the small case on the bed. The warmth was over, the little guy finished the word, but he was at A blank sheet of paper depicts the outline of a very vague man.
High people.
A few warm throats, a slight glimpse, know who she is painting.
The number of warmth licked his own somewhat pan-acid nose, took a deep breath, adjusted for a while and then gradually calmed down.
The number of warmth leaned down, the movement gently moved the small case on the bed, took the young child down, licked the quilt for her, sat on the bed and quietly looked at the little guy for a while, only light Lightly smashed.
Qing has never asked her about jealousy, but it does not mean that she will not ask other people. She has known that she has no jealousy since she was sensible, and she is used to having only a few warm companions, but habits do not mean I don't want to think like other kids.
She used to believe that there was no connection between flesh and blood. However, if it wasn’t for the flesh and blood, how could she be alone in the past few days, and even crying because of the departure of Qian Qianmo.
Qing Zhi has already regarded him as a beggar, only to think about him.
For a moment, the number of warmth is to tell the child, he is, he is the childish.
Countless warmth is also afraid of disappointment.
Just like the self of the year, holding all the hopes, and finally all fell through, the taste is too uncomfortable, she does not want her little childish also to bear such uneasy expectations.
Therefore, the number of warmth can only endure not telling the childish, only looking forward to that person will not lie to the childish, but only hope that he will come back with a gift to see the childish, then, let him go Telling the child is good.
A few warm sitting at the table, wrote a letter, wanted to bring the message to Ning Chengyuan, far away from the North City, but just wrote a sentence, but he couldn't think of anything, and stopped the ink.
She remembered the man who had killed thousands of inks last night. Some clues were related in her mind. She was not sure if she thought it, but she had to prevent such an assumption.
In other words, the letter... can't be sent.
A few warm thoughts to think about it, or give up.
She is not sure if she wants to let Ning Chengyuan know that he is still alive and does not want to make a claim.
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