Chapter 508: Warm treasure, I am hurting 158

Ning Chengyuan had to stop and feel amazed and looked back at Xuan Ji, who had caught up with it. Fortunately, Xuan Jiu quickly stopped and slammed him. He didn’t take care of him any more. First hit the face with a few warmth.
A few warm look at Ning Chengyuan, and looked at Xuanjiu, could not help but ask: "How do you still stay with Ning General?"
Ning Cheng Yuanyi listened to this tone and did not do it. He said, "When you warm up, what do you mean by this, Xuanjiu can still become stupid with me?"
A few warm and silently look at him, his eyes filled with "this I did not say what you said."
Xuan Jiu has not slowed down from the temperament of Fang Cai, and he does not want to talk to the guy to himself. Therefore, he directly turned a deaf ear to Ning Chengyuan’s words. He said, "When you are warm, you will not rest with him." It is."
Staying with this neuropathy will sooner or later be alive and dead.
A few warmmen looked at him and nodded. I didn’t quite understand why Xuan Jiu was so angry with Ning Chengyuan, and it was reasonable to say that Ning Cheng was in a high position. It should not be so afraid of Xuan Jiu’s, but Ning Chengyuan gave her The feeling is that I am very afraid of Xuan Jiu, she does not quite understand how the two of them are going.
Xuan Jiu finished, looked down and saw the small green child who was warmed up after the powder carving jade, his eyes softened down, and he went down and said: "How do I feel that the young fairy is beautiful again! To Xuanjiu brother Is it hug?"
Qing Zi looked at him, squinting his eyes, and finally he was willing to come out after a few warm-ups. Xuan Jiu was very happy to hold a little green child. "Do you want Xuanjiu brother?"
A general behind Xuan Jiu was very shameless to follow a sentence: "Is there any uncle Uncle Ning?"
Xuan Jiu: "..."
The Qing dynasty is not given to the faces of two people, but a pair of black and beautiful big eyes are bent in a watery way, and it seems that they are not afraid.
Xuan Jiu still didn't talk to Ning Chengyuan, and took out the gifts he had prepared for the childishness. "Youth, this is the famous water glass pen of the Southern Dynasties. Just like the pen you write with your hand, you can Write the word, but the pen is very comfortable and the hand won't hurt."
The childish two-row small fan-like long curled feathers, curiously looked at the ice-like pen in his hand for a while, said that he liked it very much. He looked up at Xuanjiu: "Thank you, Xuanjiu brother.

Xuan Jiu lived.
Because he has never heard of the childish mouth, he once thought that the child would not speak.
But Qingzhi just talked to him. The sound quality of the little guy was milky and cute, with a vague ambiguity, soft and soft, like cotton.
Xuan Ji’s subconscious mind looked up and couldn’t help but look at the number of warmth:
Children, can you talk?

Nodded warmly and touched the head of the childish.
She knows that Xuanji is hard to believe, but in fact it is, because of the emergence of Qian Qianmo, Qing gradually gradually began to speak to familiar people.
Xuan Jiu saw it, and was very excited to see the childish again. "Children and young children, and then call a brother of Xuanjiu?"
The youthful child gave a cry to the face, and Xuan Jiu was excited to die. "Oh, sweet voice, I am so childish and so nice!"
Ning Chengyuan looked at Xuan Jiu’s relatives to Qing, so he was very envious, and he wanted to be so boastful by Xuan Jiu. Of course, he knew that his idea would have been known by Xuan Jiu, Xuan Jiu must be angry with him again. .