Chapter 1073: Suddenly ambiguous

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"Sorry...sorry, father, mother, today... I only made a little bit today...because...because of clothes and hair...washed...a little care...not wanting to get dirty...not working hard."
With a cry, she stammered, she shivered and stretched out her two small hands that had shrunk into her cuffs, spreading the dirty black fingers covered with carbon dust, and exposing the three silver coins lying on it.
"I... I didn't let you go wherever you want to play? Why are you still doing this!"
Ye Chenqiang resisted the distressed, almost anxious and corrupted voice, and lowered his voice to ask, but such a voice with a faint anger seemed to make Xiao Gray Charcoal perceptively.
She stepped back a few steps in fear, her figure faintly dimmed into the night outside, her head lowered, her eyes closed, and she couldn't say a word. The thin body shivered as if it were naked in the snowstorm.
Then, this thin and helpless body was embraced by the warm embrace.
"Sorry, Dad didn't make it clear, Dad shouldn't roar, can Xiaohuitan forgive Dad?"
Put the small gray charcoal tightly in your arms, light, really light, just like holding a baby, the light can make people's eyes feel sour.
"No... no, it's me..."
"No talking, rest well."
Ye Chen couldn't refuse to say, holding the small gray charcoal into the house, sitting down, and still holding her on her thighs, holding her tightly in her arms like a bird that cares about the young bird.
"Dad... don't... don't hug so... so tight... yes... it will stain your clothes."
Being tightly hugged, the small gray char's line of sight could only see his father's plain but clean mind at close range, thinking of himself as a charcoal black, and could not help reminding him nervously.
Looking down at the dirty look of the small gray charcoal, and then looking at his clean clothes, Ye Chen could not help but slap himself, and then jumped into the ink tank to dye himself as a black man. This is a father. I am still a reincarnated immortal emperor, what kind of power do I have, but I can't even take care of a child!
"It's okay, no, my little charcoal is the cleanest in the world."
Ye Chen murmured, raising the head of the small ash charcoal in his arms and kissing continuously on the face covered with coal ash.
"Pour a glass of water for the little charcoal, and go and make some food!"
Ye Chen shouted at the red lotus who was still staring at this scene. She nodded subconsciously, and quickly came to life.
She was too concerned about the small charcoal, and even seeing this situation, she was shocked by the sudden reaction.
However, Ye Chen could understand her feelings. When she saw little gray charcoal coming in, her brain felt almost blank. Why did this happen? Why should small charcoal work so hard? This doubt is deeply buried in our hearts...
While Honglian was still preparing the super-flavored absinthe, Ye Chen brought the little charcoal to the last river, washed her again, and brought out a new set...Uh, no Plain clothes with few patches put on.
It seems that it is indeed necessary to put the job search on the itinerary, otherwise, with the alertness of small gray charcoal, it will definitely be surprised by the unrecognized and worn clothes that appear in his hands from time to time.
After dinner, without using Ye Chen and Honglian to order, the small gray charcoal that was nearly exhausted by physical strength was lying on the table and fell asleep.
Ye Chen and Honglian glanced at each other, and after exchanging the small ash charcoal to bed, they exchanged their own views. Finally, they reluctantly reached a most likely conclusion.
The original parents of Little Grey Charcoal were outsiders who looked kind and ordinary, but secretly forced the little charcoal couple to work hard. Otherwise, why did Little Grey Charcoal work so hard, why should they be afraid of them?
Guren so angrily made a conclusion.
Although she felt a little emotional, she did not rule out this possibility. When she saw the little charcoal coming back, to be honest, Ye Chen also wanted to turn it into a symbol of the bourgeois squeeze of labor force. All evil mines blasted.
In the early morning of the next day, Ye Chen repeatedly told Xiaohui Char that she should never be allowed to do the heavy work of mining and pulling mine, letting her play like an ordinary child with peace of mind, although she still cares what she will do. But it’s a pity, because both have important things to do, and there is no way to keep up with them secretly.
Especially Ye Chen, in addition to thinking about how to deal with the Li Mo King, he must also try to think about how to protect the small gray charcoal. In a few days, even if he is a hard-hearted person, he must love the small gray charcoal. Girl gives birth to feelings.
"Even if I use my own skills to refine the quasi-spiritual pill, at least I must ensure that the body of the small gray charcoal is intact. Otherwise, there is almost no way to rescue her. It's too big."
Ye Chen frowned and thought hard, and at the same time there was a piece of information turning over at hand, and finally he left the information helplessly and sighed.
"How is it possible?"
When Ye Chen was distracted, Guren didn't dare to speak. At this time, when he saw the other person recovering, he hurriedly asked.
"Not yet."
Hearing Ye Chen's words, Guren's eyes suddenly dimmed a lot, pursing her small mouth:
"Cut, really useless father."
Close the materials in your hand and put them back in the bookshelf. Guren picked up the feather duster next to it to pat the dust. The dust was constantly raised and waved to Ye Chen's side, showing a posture of catching people.
"Hello, don't make trouble!"
Ye Chen's coughing up from the dust all over the sky, but Honglian seemed to be more and more happy, really chasing him.
It is unbearable!
With a bite of the tooth, Ye Chen turned back suddenly, grabbed the feather duster photographed at the back, and grabbed it with a strong grasp. Unable to take precautions, the red lotus that grabbed the other end of the duster was also suddenly pulled by this force. He staggered forward a few steps and fell into Ye Chen's arms that suddenly turned around.
It's probably the feeling of nephrite surrender. Ye Chen had the illusion of embracing a light and soft cloud in an instant, and this cloud is exuding a fascinating rose fragrance.
After suddenly falling down in his arms, Honglian hadn't recovered from this sudden incident. Ye Chen lowered her head, reached out and squeezed her delicate and smooth chin in her arms, and forcibly lifted Honglian's face. , And looked at his own eyes.
This little girl has become more arrogant recently, and you have to kill her arrogantly.
In a close and ambiguous posture, he bowed his head softly on the pointed ears of the flower demon, and Ye Chen raised his head slightly, almost at the distance between his face and his face, and the purple eye of the red lotus. Looked deep.
"I said, in such a quiet and unmanned place, is there a better way to pass the time than looking for information?"
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