Chapter 580: Warm treasure, I am hurting 230

After the childishness was finished, he was on the warm neck and coughed. He coughed and coughed up the blood. He looked down at the blood in his hand and was afraid of tears falling down. , sobbing and crying, "Mother, I want to see, I want to see, hehe..."
The little guy is wronged to be self-sufficient, as if he is going to die the next moment.
However, before you die, if you can't see you, you can't hug, and you will feel sad and sad...
When I think of it, I am very scared.
Where the number of warmth still bears the childish grievances, and immediately nodded very hard to promise the little guy: "Let's go find 爹爹, childish, I will take you to find 爹爹, don't cry, okay?"
The childish throat swallowed in her arms, but the tears still fell.
The number of warmth took the young child back to the temple, took off the shoes, and found that the little guy had purple spots on both feet, a small piece, and looked distressed.
She resisted tears, tried to calm down, and poured a cup of hot water for Qing, but she didn’t want to shake her head when she was drinking a few mouthfuls.
When packing up the baggage, the young child sat on the bed and hugged himself and looked at the number of his back in front of himself. The eyes were still foggy and whispered, and the voice was filled with the crying water vapor. Hoarse: "The number is warm, are you crying?"
The number of warm backs were against the childish, and the tears on the cheeks slipped silently, but they shook their heads while cleaning up the clothes. "No crying."
Childish the nose, "Don't cry."
"it is good."
The number of warmth wiped the tears, tried to raise a shallow smile, took two skirts to see the childish, "Which child wants to wear to see?"
Qingzi saw a beautiful dress, his eyes bent, pointing to the skirt that embroidered the jellyfish flower, coughing, softly said: "Children, like this."
"Well, then the young child will wear this to see you."

Are you far away?
Qing Qiao looked up and asked for a warm, pink circle.
"A bit far, let's go in the carriage, see you soon."
Qing Qiao nodded and looked at the beautiful skirt in his hand, and suddenly he cried: "But, but the number is warm, the childishness becomes ugly, you will not, don't be childish..."
The little guys haven’t been like this since childhood. The bones hurt every day. The purple spots on the body are more than one day. The youngsters are not willing to let other people see them except for the warmth of looking at them.
The number of warmth squats down to her little green child to wipe the tears, "Stupid baby, you are the favorite favorite little fairy, how can you not be childish? And, childish so cute, where will be ugly... Don't say it..."
The number is warm for a long time, the little guy still cries, she knows how scared the child is, she is not afraid of herself...
This is a young child who has been raised for four years.
How could she possibly... really can't do it...
The outsiders thought that the childishness was only seriously ill, but the emperor asked the doctor, knowing that it was not the same thing. After Ji Xi’s said that, he took the palace and gave him a trip together. Lama Temple.
But what I didn't expect was that it would happen to meet the warmth and take the youth to go to the south.
"Qingzhi is like this, how can I run so far? And the South is still fighting now, how do you think about the warmth..."