Chapter 1161: 2.597 lost weight ...

This little thing does not know what has happened in recent days. Haven't you taken good care of yourself during these days? I always feel that she has lost a lot of weight. Somewhere that was swollen originally seems to be thin, alas ... I feel so uncomfortable in my heart.
She managed to raise her a little bit, and she returned to the prototype after a few days.
"Oh!" Qiaomu sighed after him again, and looked very funny.
There was a smile on Morin's eyes.
"I'm a husband," he whispered softly in her ear, "I'm a husband, baby."
He repeated it several times, and the breath had been lingering in her ears. Although she had not recovered her sense of touch and had not felt his closeness, she always felt very strange in her heart.
This man is really pretty!
One end falls to the lake like a waterfall blue silk and gently cuts away in the wind.
At this moment he hugged the little guy and sat with her on the big rock, and stared down at her with those dark and immaculate brows, as if he was going to be carved into the bone marrow, Never plan to let go again.
The passion engraved in those eyes, even if the little guy is a loss of love, the person who does not feel much at present, can almost realize that something is wrong.
It's too intense!
Qiao Mu stretched out his little hands and pushed Mo Lian's handsome face away.
The lake breeze blew gently across his jade white robe, and the jade's belt fluttered slightly against the wind, as he felt to her at the moment, very clear and ethereal.
Strange man!
"Fu Jun?" She blinked.
The dumb look in the eyes fell into Merlin's eyes, which was extremely ridiculous.
"Yes, husband!"
Qiaomu moved his lower leg, thinking with distress, that this man had been obstructing her cultivation, but why couldn't she fight him?
It should be said that the people who hindered her cultivation should be obliterated, but in front of this person, Girl Joe didn't want to do anything.
Well, it may be because he looks good.
A golden roasted chicken drumstick swayed in front of the tree.
Qiaomu blinked and blinked, thinking he was hallucinating for a moment, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed his jadelike cheek.
"Does it hurt husband?" Baby Joe asked.
"Hey" this is really big! Merlin frowned, and nodded honestly.
Qiaomu reached out and grabbed the chicken leg, took a sip, and rubbed his little hand greasily on the sleeve of his moon-white robe.
Morin laughed softly, hung her head around her waist, crossed her head and kissed her fair little pink face, and secretly said: No matter how his Jojo becomes, that's his.
It doesn't matter if she doesn't remember him for the time being, it will always remind him of him!
Moreover, Mo Lian suspected that the reason why Qiao Qiao had become like this is probably not related to that Ding Yun of Beijing Villa.
Did Ding Yun give her any medicine?
Definitely yes!
Seeing that guy's insignificance, he just fed his baby and took medicine, and then wanted to forcefully keep his baby with him.
Well yes, this must be the truth!
No matter how clever Molian was, she probably wouldn't have thought of it.
The reason why this little guy, Qiao Mu, turned into this, was completely bleed by the death charm drawn by herself!
After Araki stabbed his chicken legs, the greasy little hands wiped off his clean robes, and then he moved his hands and feet and took off from his arms, and went into the water to continue practicing.
(End of this chapter)