Chapter 403: Warm treasure, I am hurting 53

The number of warmth is more and more crying, and it’s just a very small thing. But when I think about the news from the North City and the things that happen at the moment, she feels that the grievances are unreasonable. I can't think rationally.
She can only think of her, she stayed in the four years of youthful childhood, and she was always with her from childhood to young. He, however, appeared only a few days before the childish, but he wanted to lie to him for him. Also for him to burn his fingers red...
Is it time to get along again, and the young child will follow him not to count the warmth...
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Where is the number of warmth to let him squat, and think of his own body is not dry, but also smashed Jixi away, and then ran to find her, but also to give hope to the child! Does he think that childishness is so good? If Qing Qing knows that he has married another woman, what does the Qingzhi think? He thinks that the warmth is still in the past and he is scared to stay with him. Is he afraid that he will abandon his own number of warmth? It’s not long ago. Does he think that one person can divide love into two halves, but he can have his own dignity and can’t have the same person with another woman...
His practice... will only make her angry and wronged.
How can someone become like this!
The more the number of warmth, the more angry, the crying and struggling to be freed from his arms. He did not let go, and she slammed her fists very his back, hysterically hating.
Qian Qianmo is holding her by herself, still holding her tightly.
If this can make the number of warmth better, then beat him.
Anyway, he owes her four years and owes the most important four years. When she is young, when she is young, even in the four years of growing up, he has no time to participate, and he will have to spend the rest of his life. Brought it back.
But what the two unexpectedly did was that the next moment, it was the childish crying, and the child biting his little hand back, whimping and crying.
The little guy cried in a short time and his eyes were red.
The next two people are still noisy, especially the number of warmth, crying before the moment, this will also whimpered while bowing her cautious liver, "Children do not cry, is it uncomfortable?"
Qing Qing clung to a few warm necks, crying intermittently, tears on his face, his mouth whispering a vague voice, but half of the words were unclear.
Qian Qianmo did not expect that his appearance would make the mother and the daughter so uncomfortable. He also had a heartache, kneeling down and rubbing the tears on the face of the little guy.
The young child was looking at him with tears in his neck, crying and crying.
Qian Qianmo is still tearing the tears for this child, and the voice is mild: "Do you not like to be here?"
The child bite the slightly trembling lips and nodded, and the teardrops fell faster.
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(How can I be so gentle with my uncle? And I really don’t want to say anything about warmth. We are bystanders. We all know that the people who are enthroned are not uncles, but the one who can’t possibly want to get the throne will be It’s the old fifth. I hope everyone understands it. Anyway, it’s all small, sloppy, sweet, la la la~~Remember the voting vote, tomorrow is Monday~)