Chapter 594: Warm treasure, I am hurting 244

She looked down at the little hand that was placed next to the quilt, so clean and white, a small hand, and a small piece of purple spot.
She knew that it was these purple spots that scared the little guy.
The number of warmth suddenly closed his eyes and slowly breathed.
She is a little scared.
A little scared, holding such a childish to see thousands of ink, he will not be very disappointed.
She promised that he would take care of their daughter, but did not take care of it, and took care of it as a child.
The ear is the cold wind that whizzes past...
Getting closer to the South...
She even heard the sound of horseshoes coming from afar, very anxious, and soon, as if she were still on her way.
......
Getting closer.
In the deciduous sand, the wind suddenly picked up the curtain and the leaves flew in.
A few warm eyes raised his eyebrows and raised his hand again to pull the curtains, outside the car window, the horses and people who were galloping away.
But in a blink of an eye, it passed through the eyes.
The number of warmth froze.
But it was just a must, she shivered and shouted: "Stop..."
"parking!"
The carriage stopped suddenly.
Jing Che asked outside the carriage: "Little warm?"
A few warmmen couldn’t answer him, and they couldn’t hear the command, only knowing that the carriage was going to chase.
She was so cold that she had a few cold air and her eyes were red.
......
The horse of Qian Qianmo ran out for a while, and his mind flashed through the figure in the carriage.
"Call!" Qian Qian Mo Le lived in the horse and turned back -
In the autumn forest, people dressed in plain clothes are running.
Facing the autumn leaves, the Ufa in the running, the swaying skirt, and a lot of little girls.
Suddenly she accidentally fell and the skirt was cut, but she did not know the pain and climbed up and ran.
Thousands of ink-throated throats seemed to be stunned by something, and the horse was very quick, and she ran faster than her.
It was she who hugged him first.
The number of warmth almost the whole person suddenly slammed into his arms.
He was knocked back a small half step, but then she was very tight and hard.
The number of warmth was buried in his arms, and the two small hands clung to his back, and he couldn’t help but cry out.
She hasn’t been able to scream in the arms of a person for a long time, like this at the moment.
It is a thought, a grievance, and it is a near collapse...
Qian Qianmo was very distressed. She held her strength in her arms and kissed her hair. It was a warm taste. It was such a gentle and familiar person. He was thinking about every night in the South. Night wife.
But the warmth was not enough. I cried a little red face. I grabbed his arm and asked him to hold himself. He was as heavy as a thousand inks. He easily hugged her up, and he didn’t want to hold him. The neck kissed up.
Salty tears slide into each other's lips and teeth.
She kissed in a hurry and was awkwardly like a child without rules. After a long time, he was led by him, and he deepened the hard-won kiss.
If I used to think about it, I wouldn’t think about it when I was thinking about it. I would think of him like this.
I thought that even if I kissed him so hurriedly, I still felt that the thoughts were strong and strong in my heart, and I always came up.
I really want to...
I’m so warm, I want to see my uncle...
"How do I... I miss you so much..." When the number of warmth finally got a breath, the lips were kissed red.