Chapter 629: Warm treasure, I hurt 279

When I arrived in Beichuan, it was already noon the next day.
Qing sent a high fever on the road. When I took it back to the government, my mouth was still muttering to eat purple potato cakes or flower cakes. The warmth looked at the little guy who was lying on the neck of the thousand inks. It was distressed again. I want to laugh, and then I can’t help but scatter the gas on my body.
I’m blaming you, she’s a small mouth, you’re going to hug her on the road to buy a snack...

"The number of warmth is not allowed..." The young girl hugged her neck and her face was guarded.
The number of warmth only felt a pain in the brain. When he talked, he grabbed his side and urged him to enter the house.
But Qian Qianmo still couldn't help but marry her: "Warm, I will listen to you next time."
Chen Box heard this movement and greeted him. He almost didn't get a shock. He wanted to ask when they came back. He saw that the childish hair had a hot appearance and couldn't help but ask: "How come you come back? Isn't youth sick?"
The number warmed up and hugged Chen Bo, and talked to the old man. Chen Bo nodded, still worried: "Come and bring the child back to her house. I have to clean up your room every day."
Chen Bo said, and turned back and shouted: "Xuan Jiu, go to the doctor!"
"Hey!" Xuanjiu almost ran out of his own house when he didn't comb his hair. He saw a thousand inks, and he called him with respect, and then he dropped his eyes on the little guy on the body. On, "Oh, I am sorry for my illness..."
Number warm: "...have you also got hot?"
Chen Bo sighed indecently: "Last night Xuan Ji did not know what crazy to smoke. When I got up in the morning, I found him sleeping in the hallway for a night, but I was sick!"
The number of warmth first let Qian Qiann take the niece back to the house, then squinted and looked at Xuan Jiu, slightly raised his chin, "What do you do on the sleeping corridor?"
As soon as the voice fell, Xuan Jiu sneezed and did not change his color: "Thinking about life."
"Hey." A few warm hands waved, "I am going to the doctor, you are lying down."
"Hey, let me go with you, anyway, I can't sleep now."
The number of warmth did not refuse, just let him go back to the house to wear a few more clothes and go out with her.
"The number is warm, I heard that you have won." Xuan Jiu sucked his nose and opened a topic on the road.
A few warm nods, pretending to say inadvertently: "Su Huang led the army to have returned to the class, I remember you, let the king come back with me."
Xuanji frowned, oh, looked up and looked at the number of warmth, and don't start sucking the nose. After a while, I couldn't help but turn back and look at the number of warmth.
"……What are you doing?"
"Nothing, ah, what can I do? Really, isn't it a doctor?" Xuanjiu didn't know if it was nervous or what, after a series of words, he said, he slammed himself and coughed up. .
The number of warmth had to reach out and patted him on the back. "What are you nervous about?"
"No, cough... no tension..."
In the market, there was a scent of purple potato cake on the other side of the street vendor. In a warm mind, Xiaoqing began to look at her with the pair of wet, soft and pitiful eyes, and my heart melted at once...
A few warm-ups forgot that he had recently "learned" that Uncle could not stand the little "child offensive" and said that he would buy her and buy it.