Chapter 422: Warm treasure, I am hurting 72

Wen Zhiqiu bowed his head and drank the tea. He did not let Wen Jian see the emotion on her face and whispered, "You see, he gave it to you."
Wen Yan, Wen Jian once again stayed, and he couldn't help but flipped his head. When he turned it over, he was more careful. He was afraid to cut through this book. After watching it for a while, the little guy had some eyes. Hot, he... he likes it.
However, Wen Jian did not dare to send something.
Wen Jane hangs her head and silently puts the book back on the table and whispers: "Small Jane don't."
"You hold, the mother will not be unhappy for this. Xiao Jane, although the mother is not with him, but he is indeed you, he gave you this book, very helpful to you. You take it and read it well, you have to let him down."
Wen Jian looked up and looked at the mother, not sure if the mother is really not unhappy.
When I saw it, Wen Zhi had to laugh at the little guy. "Stupid little Jane, the mother is very clear about what is good and what is bad."
Wen Zhi said, took the book to him and touched his head. "Is the homework done?"
Wen simply nodded. "It's done."
"Call on Aqiu, let's go out for a walk."
Tomorrow is the New Year's Eve. At this time, the street should be very lively.
......
- The Master said that the New Year's Eve is here, and I want to marry the mother to give the child a wish lamp.
On the way back to school by carriage, Qingzhi couldn’t help but write the words that the classmates had said in class.
When the number of warmth was watching, the child was squatting on the small case of writing, looking forward to watching the number of warmth, even wearing his own hat did not know.
After watching the warmth, I didn’t say anything, just whispered to her: "You take it out and ask you."
When the child was listening, he sat up and took the hand out.
The thousand inks sitting outside the carriage heard the movement coming from inside. When I turned around, I saw a small hand sticking out, a few small white fingers clutching the curtain, and then followed. A small head with a hat was exposed, and the pair of clear eyes like the lake were the first to come into view.
晟 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨Desperate to pick her up.
"How is it so young?" Qian Qianmo looked at the beautiful big eyes that the little guy showed, and even his eyes became very gentle.
A childish hand grasped the curtain, and a small hand took the handkerchief and took it out from the gap of the curtain to show him.
晟 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨
Qingzi shook his head, opened his mouth, and couldn't speak. He had to stretch out his fingertips and pointed to the handwriting in his hand. He asked him to give it back to himself. The little guy's look was a little anxious.
That looks like a warm look every time I am anxious, very cute.
晟 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨
I want to do a few warmth and do it together.
That sentence seems to reveal a very solemn and serious tone.
It’s like... It’s just a wishing light that I want to sit with my mother. It’s a complete wishing light.
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