Chapter 473: Warm treasure, I am hurting 123

Qingzhi looked up and saw the tall and tall people standing on the cobblestone path. The childishness was very sweet and sweetly screamed: "Hey!"
When Qian Qianmo came over, he hugged the little the swing, bowed his head and took a sip of his lovely little niece. "What kind of poems did the young children learn from their mothers, and how many words did they listen to?"
The young child holds his neck and spoils: "You will be young, one sentence."
"That's a sentence to listen to."
Qing child used her ambiguous little milk sound in the words of a thousand inks. She read a whole sentence very carefully and gave a thousand poems to the song. The number of warmth on the side of the swing was checked and the result was quite Satisfied, I plan to continue to teach young and thoughtful poetry on these two days.
"My niece is really amazing, I will read poetry, I will not."
The young child was boasted, and he was a little embarrassed to shake his neck and said that he would swing.
The number of warmth came down, and the little guy was hugged on the swing frame and gave her a book.
The young child was obediently holding the book and whispering a word and a word to learn.
"Warm, just have a self-proclaimed you classmate... The man sent you a letter." With the young child sitting on the swing and seriously reading the poem, Qian Qian ink slowly said to the warmth of the opening, while talking While giving her the letter.
The number of warmth did not hear the word "men" that he intentionally aggravated, but he still pretended not to hear it. He took the letter he had handed over, and opened the letter in front of him, and saw the tone of the letter. It is not difficult to recognize, this is a letter written by Su Hai.
When the number of warmth was watching, Qian Qianmo was also looking at her, and when she saw her looking at the letter, she suddenly bent her lower lip and smiled shallowly, and Qian Qianmo promptly sounded a few reminders: " Warm, we said that we will go out together tomorrow."
When Qian Qian said this, his face was straight and calm, as if he was not upset about the letter, but to remember how warm she had promised him yesterday.
A few warm looked up at him, squinting.
She is naturally...clear and light.
Uncle Uncle went out and was able to go out with Uncle Uncle at any time; but she had never seen her classmates in four years. This time, Su Hai wrote to her, she was naturally going to gather with them. Gathered.
Therefore, the number of warm looking at the thousands of ink, with a relatively soft tone to say to him: "Would we go down and go out?"
I heard a thousand inks, and I didn’t think about it when I frowned. "Not good."
Qian Qianmo is a bit emotional. He has given such an obvious choice to the number of warmth. The number of warmers still chooses to go out with her classmates. It is very unhappy to be told by these warmest classmates. He feels that If the warmth is not good enough to compensate him, this thing can't be said in the past, and the young will not look down.
"Don't be like this." Several warm hands stretched out his hand and pulled his sleeves, whispering him.
晟 Thousands of inks don’t talk.
The number of warmths has forgotten that the prostitute is still sitting on the swing not far away, just thinking about taking a thousand inks, she took the initiative to use two hands to hold his waist, holding his back The clothes were raised from his arms, and the corners of his eyebrows were filled with affection. They looked at him with a pair of big eyes, and they screamed at him. "Well, no, uncle..."
晟 Thousands of ink throats rolled a bit.
What is the feeling that you have to come up.
"Hey, uncle, uncle."