Chapter 550: I am my brother's fiancee.

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Warmer sorrow looked at the handsome face of the imaginary thoughts, could not help but red eyes.
He is really back.
Xia Houchen raised his sorrow, and his heart was sorely hurting his eyes.
The two looked at it so quietly, as if they were falling apart, they could not change the minds of two people.
"Morning?"
The excitement of the surprise came, Xia Houchen raised his voice.
Looking at the excited Duanmu, Xiahou morning was full of guilty feelings, lifted his foot and walked to her, gently crouched down.
"Master, the morning is coming back."
The low-dumb voice whispered with a hint of silk, and it sounded sour.
Parents are here, not far away.
When he left, he didn't even say anything to them, why he was not filial.
Duanmu reached out and touched the face that missed her, and the warmth of her palm made her instantly wet her eyes.
Not dreaming, her morning is really back.
"Just come back."
Duanmu was happily wiping his tears and reached out to help him up.
Her baby apprentice was hard to come back, and she was willing to let him kneel.
Xia Houchen got up and looked up at Xuanyuan ink next to Duanmu.
"I am back."
"No more next time."
Xuanyuan ink plate is on the face, but the slightly raised lip angle still shows his good mood.
In eight years, this kid has finally returned.
"Good." Xia Houchen nodded.
In his heart, he was already his father, and there was always such a tacit understanding between them. Nothing needs to be said, but everything can be understood.
"Master brother..."
Cool, cold, warm, worry-free, a small group of people rushed to the front of Xiahouchen, squeezed Xuanyuan ink.
"You can count it back, you want to die."
Cool as a child, happy to pull Xia Houchen, provoked a sneak peek.
"It’s still time to come back."
The cold eyes are bent over the lips, not like the usual cold.
"Where have you been in these years, we are looking for us."
The temperature string directly hammered the shoulder of the hammer Xia Houchen.
"Master, you will be back soon."
Worry-free, I forgot the child's business for a while, and looked at Xiahouchen with joy.
"Master is good."
The flaming feathers looked at Xiahouchen, and the eyes were actually worship.
Hail looked at Xiahouchen's handsome face, and the amber water whispered. "You are the master, you are so handsome, no wonder the big sister..."
"Well......"
If the hail was not finished, he was directly stunned by the warmth.
Warm and blushing, he didn't dare to look at Xiahouchen's side, only licking the hail, gnashing his teeth and screaming.
"Give me some peace of mind."
Hail eyes twirled, "giggle" chuckle.
It turns out that the big sister also has people who are afraid.
"Morning brother."
The sound of Huang Qi’s voice came, and everyone was carrying it up. I saw a beautiful yellow-shirted girl standing in the doorway.
Warmer frowns subconsciously, not for anything else, just for the "morning brother."
Blinking the ice, pulling down the warm hand, looking curiously at the yellow-shirt girl. "Who are you?"
The yellow-shirt girl’s lips are slightly hooked, and she walks halfway down to the hail.
"My little sister is good. My name is Sang Ruoyi. It is the fiancee of my morning brother. You can call me if I am sister."
The hail smelled, and the little eyebrows squeezed.
This master has a fiancée, what should the big sister do?
Warmer body is a stiff, look up to Xiahouchen.
Xia Houchen hangs his eyes and does not have an export rebuttal.
The warmer face is "white", the heart is like a knife, and it is almost impossible to breathe.
Everyone else also took a smile on his face, his face was dignified, and even Xuanyuan ink frowned slightly.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the house was a bit strange.
However, Duanmu did not feel wrong, only looked at Sang Ruyi with a look of curiosity.
"Morning, is this girl?"
Xiahouchen did not speak yet, and Sang Ruoyi went to the front of Duanmu, and he was slightly in front of him. "Master, I am the fiancee of my morning brother. You can call me if you want."
Duanmu blinked and was blushed by a "master" by Sang Ruoyi.
There is a fiancée in the morning, and the morning is so big. It is time to become a relative.
As Duanmu thought, he looked at Sang Ruoyi.
Looking at Duanmu's look at the daughter-in-law's eyes, Xia Houchen's eyebrows were scornful and explained. "She is a vast goddess. I heard that there is a curse in my worries. I specifically asked her to help."
In one sentence, everyone is brought back to reality.
The warm string and the worry-free look at the moment are excited.
Jun Wuxie and Ye Binging also immediately stepped forward and watched Sang Ruoyi excited. "Is this girl able to lift the curse of worry-free body?"
At this moment, everyone looked at Sang Ruoyi nervously.
The curse of worry-free, like the haze that shrouds over their heads, lingers.
At this moment, it seems like people who are desperate to wait for death, suddenly see a glimmer of light, how can this not be exciting.
Looking at the eyes of everyone, Sang Ruoyi shook his head gently. "I can't."
When everyone was too late to be disappointed, they listened to Sang Ruoyi again. "But without me, the curse cannot be lifted."
Everyone frowned and looked at Xiahouchen inexplicably.
Xiahouchen dawned lightly. "The curse will be lifted for no worries. You can rest assured that there is nothing to worry about and the baby."
Everyone heard a sigh of relief.
Jun did not go forward, he patted the shoulders of Xiahouchen.
"Morning child, thank you."
Xia Houchen's lips, "Uncle Jun is polite."
"The morning is just coming back, first go back to the morning music hall to rest, and the matter of lifting the curse is not anxious." Duanmu looked at Xia Houchen with a distressed look.
Wen Xian also nodded, "Yes, the master will go to rest first."
"If you follow the girl?" Duanmu turned to the side of Sang Ruoyi.
Sang Ruoyi looked at Xia Houchen tenderly, shyly said, "I am with my morning brother..."
Looking at the shy expression of Sang Ruyi, Wen Shu’s heart sighed and felt breathless.
"If my sister lives in my youth."
Hail slammed into the arms of Sang Ruoyi.
"what?"
Sang Ruoyi raised his eyebrows and looked at the hail with a puzzled look.
"I really like Ruyi's sister. If I live with my sister, I will live."
The hail of amber water swayed and swayed, holding Sang Ruoyi and sprinkling.
Looking at the hail, the deliberately spoiled look, everyone is bowing and laughing.
It’s hard for this little guy, for the big sister, even the image is ignored.
It was impossible to be smashed by the ice, and Sang Ruoyi nodded helplessly. "That's alright."
"Great." The hail jumped up happily.
Sang Ruoyi looked at Xia Houchen with sorrow. She originally wanted to live with him in the Chenle Hall. Now she can only accompany the little doll.
Seeing Sang Ruoyi has been watching Xiahouchen, Hail immediately took her hand. "If I am sister, I will take you to the room. My green eyes can be beautiful."
Hail said that he couldn't help but pull out Sang Ruyi. Before going out, he was still secretly stunned by the little adults. Big sister, I can do everything I can do, and then I have to look at your own.
Received the eyes of the hail, the warmth of the light is dark.
In fact, she does not have to pay for her, they are afraid that it is no longer possible.
Did not look at Xiahou Chen, warm and stunned out of the white string Xuan.
She thought that he was coming back for her. She thought that his departure was difficult. She thought that as long as she worked hard, they would still be possible.
It turned out that everything was just that she thought...
"Warmer."
Hearing the gentle screaming, the warmth of the body was stiff.
Slowly lifted his head and looked at the handsome face that missed his heartache. Warmer squeezed a smile.
"Congratulations."
The hoarse voice reveals a trace of tiredness and bitterness.
The brows wrinkled and the pain of the mountains fell into the air, and Xiahouchen took a bitter smile.
"Congratulations too."
The same low-dumb voice is very real.
Warmer's face was white and it was difficult to pull the corner of his mouth.
"Thank you."
Looking at the warm, almost transparent face, Xia Houchen was so distressed that he could barely breathe.
Hanging down his eyes, the warmth turned silently.
No one wants you to wait, no one makes you love. He rejected you as early as eight years ago, isn't it?
Duanmu warm, what are you still looking forward to?
Give up, he won't belong to you.
Xia Houchen was holding his fist in his death, and his heart was so painful that he could not breathe.
He wanted to rush to the front and put her in his arms and told her that he thought she was going crazy.
However, he can't.
At night, the barley.
Hail holding a pillow and climbing on the bed of Sang Ruoyi.
Sang Ruoyi frowned, but before he could say anything, the hail was lying next to her with a pillow.
"If you live by your sister, where is your family?"
The ice glared at the big eyes and looked at Sang Ruyi curiously.
Looking at the cute look of the hail, Sang Ruoyi smirked, "My family is in the vast mainland."
Hail's big eyes flashed and flickered, kneeling on the bed, and looked at Sangruyi with a look of gossip.
"How did you and the master know?"
Sang Ruoyi flashed lightly and thought about it. "We are two of us."
"Oh."
The ice nodded and asked, "Do you like the master?"
Sang Ruoyi is a red-hot, shameless nod, "Of course."
Speaking of Xiahouchen, Sang Ruoyi got up. "You sleep first, let me go out."
Hail eyes twirled and slammed into the arms of Sang Ruoyi.
"If my sister doesn't want to go, I am afraid."
Afraid...
Sang Ruoyi is stupid. Did she not sleep alone before she came?
The hail clung to Sang Ruoyi and buried himself in her arms and smirked.
I want to go to the master, no way.
Morning Hall.
Xia Houchen lay on the bed of the arhat, with his hands overlapping and resting behind his head.
"This crystal pudding is so beautiful, I want to hide it..."
"Master, I like you, I like you very much, I don't want you to go..."
"Xia Houchen, I know you are there, you give me out..."
"Congratulations......"
Hey, sad, distressed, self-blame, bitter, all the tastes are like a mess, tightly wrapped around his heart, so that he can not breathe a little.
"嗖", Xia Houchen sat up from the bed, put on the shoes and ran to the sorrow.