Chapter 453: Warm treasure, I am hurting 103

A few warm blushes have to be cooked and shouted at him. "Don't tell me..."
It’s rare to tease the little girl to blush like this, 晟 瞧 瞧 喜爱 喜爱 喜爱 喜爱 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧 瞧
The number warmed and pushed him: "...you still can't leave..."
It’s hard to get this guy out of the bedroom, but it’s the turn of the warm face...
It’s only one day to come back with him, just... I’m thinking about doing something with her...
Really are……
......
Early the next morning, the rain outside stopped.
The weather has become particularly good, the air is clean, and there is a fresh air.
The sky is also very blue, and the morning sun shines down obliquely, and the flower clusters of the palace are more and more beautiful.
Qingfei retired, and slept for a day and night, woke up early, squinting at the warmth for a while, and looking at the strange palace that she had seen, she had never seen it. But I woke up here.
When Qing Qiao forgot the words that her mother had said, she suddenly screamed, her voice was sharp and harsh, and she was terrified with a trace of extreme anxiety.
The number of warmth was awakened by the cry of the little guy, and woke up to see the childish face screaming in fear and screaming, and quickly hugged the little guy into his arms. "Childly, childish, mother-in-law, you Don't be afraid."
The young child shivered and hugged the number of warmth, whimping and crying, the little guy was scared.
"Youth, you listen to the mother said, this is the home of the shackles, but also the home after the childish, not the place of others, don't be afraid."
The number of warm sounds was gentle and gentle, repeated several times over and over again, and finally calmed down the childish emotions, but still hugged her tightly.
Not long after, Qian Qianmo also heard the sound of pushing the door open.
A few warm-ups saw him coming in, and quickly said to the little guy in his arms: "You look at the young, you are coming."
Qing Qing raised his tearful eyes and saw that it was a thousand inks. He was very wronged and cried with a small milk voice: "Hey..."
When Qian Qianhan heard this grievance, he had to turn his heart, and immediately he should have a small pitiful voice.
The number of warmth was very helpless to say to him: "She just woke up and saw that it was not a shackle, scared, and you explained the explanation to her."
Hearing words, Qian Qianmo understands what he has come up, holding Xiaoqing’s childish road:
Youth, have you forgotten what you said before? You said you should bring the childish back to see where you lived from small to big, here. It’s the home of You, the home of the childish and warm, and what you want to do when you want to be here, don’t be afraid, you know?

The little guy crouched between his neck, but he could understand it. He whispered and smacked a little head, a small, tearful eye, tears and beads with long eyelashes. Don't mention more people's distress.
A few warm sighs, but also very wronged: "Children baby, you just scared the mother, the mother is now very scared."
晟 墨 墨 抱 抱 抱 抱 怀 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小A sip, obviously the little guy’s face still hangs on the dry tears, but while snoring, he whispered with a few warm voices: "I'm sorry..."
The number of warm heart is warm, but also bowed down to kiss the baby, "It doesn't matter."