Chapter 76: My little girl 69

Thousands of inks were still written with a brush. As soon as I looked up, I saw a few warm grapes holding a plate of grapes. I couldn’t help but gently hook the lips. Obviously, I was helpless with this snack.
However, when reading a few books to take notes, it is still very serious, just peeling a grape and sending it to a small mouth after a while.
晟 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨
Hearing the words, the number of warmth looked up from the book and looked at him. The little mouth smashed, with a little temper, and the sound was soft, but with a little bit of awkwardness: "Do not give the prince to eat."
晟 Thousands of inks raised eyebrows. "When is the warmth becoming so stingy?"
A few warm faces are red, and he is not willing to take care of him. He bows his mouth and continues to eat her grapes.
I don’t know what the little girl is thinking about in her heart. She ate the grapes with small mouths and one by one.
"It is the fault of the king. After the king is not bullying you on the street, okay?" Qian Qianmo sighed, and finally he did not recognize the wrong girl.
How can the number of warmth not know how ridiculous it is to confess to thousands of people and admit mistakes, let alone admit mistakes with such a little girl, so her first reaction is to hold back, the small mouth still contains a grape I looked up and looked at Qian Qianmo, and wanted to say something, but the small mouth was vague and couldn’t be said. She took the grape out of the small mouth and looked at her face with a reddish cheek, biting her lip. I endured the shame of my heart and said it: "I don’t want to pinch my warm after Wang Ye..."
However, Qian Qianmo looked at her white and tender little fingers and took out a grape from the small mouth of the water. The grapes were stained with her saliva, the water was shining, and the number of warmth was still from the mouth...晟 攥 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨It’s too soft, I like it very much.

The number of warm double eyelashes shivered slightly, and stood up awkwardly. Even if his book didn't have time to clean up, he ran out with a red face.
晟 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨I put it back in the book pocket, and I got up and went back to the sleeping hall.
When he returned to the temple, he found that the number of warmth did not stay on his bed, but on the couch outside the screen, and covered with a quilt, did not drive it.
When Qian Qianhan walked over, he saw a few white and tender little fingers caught in the quilt and grabbed the horn. He reached out and pulled it to be shackled. The little guy still clenched the corner and prevented him from tearing it down.
Qian Qianmo can't smile, "Is it angry again?"
The little girl in the quilt sullenly voiced: "Wang Ye will bully a few warm..."
"Not bullying."
"Cheats..."
晟 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨Sitting up on his lap, reaching out to wipe her tears, reluctantly softly shouted: "How do you cry more and more crying?"