Chapter 1521: Minoru Mizuya (2)

But... it would be different if Fu'er could enter the water house.
Her Fu'er is so lively and agile, maybe, maybe he can really like her.
Just thinking that Fu'er would be a stepmother at a young age, Yue Xueqin sighed again, with a bitter smile on her face.
"I don't see, Mom, I don't want to see him!" Tian Fu'er's eyes flickered, she suppressed her anger, hooked Yue Xueqin's neck, and said coquettishly, "You know, there are so many young people in this emperor. Caijun, after seeing me, he entangled me endlessly. If I saw him, what should I do if I don’t marry him alive and dead?"
At the thought of this happening, Tian Fu'er frowned: "Mom, you also know my temperament. If the young master of the water family forces me, I will die and I will never marry a sick seedling. It's a drag on Heaven, is this what parents want to see?"
Moreover, with her identity and appearance, the other young masters of the water distribution house are more than enough, why must she choose the sick seed?
He is not the only one of Shui Family.
She has always been arrogant and never wronged herself.
Yue Xueqin's lips moved, but she couldn't say something after all.
"Fine, I'm just here to ask your opinion. If you don't want to, forget it. I believe my Fuer can find a very good partner."
After saying this, she stood up and walked towards the door, thinking about how to deal with the wind in her mind.
Since many years ago, she gave birth to Fu'er and hurt her body. From then on, Fu'er is her heart. How can she bear to force her to marry someone she doesn't love?
Therefore, she will help Fu'er refuse this matter...
...
The Shui Family Courtyard is quaint and unique.
It is estimated that no one would have thought that in today's Huaxia, there would be such an exquisite courtyard, giving people a kind of small bridge and flowing water, and a pleasant feeling.
At this moment, in the antique-decorated bedroom, the two people stared at each other and looked at each other.
In the end, it was the man who spoke first.
His voice was low and hoarse, but calm and magnetic.
"You have been staring at me for two days, have you seen enough?"
After hearing the man's words, Xiao Baozi finally withdrew his gaze, his gaze was full of surprise and gloat: "Bad dad, you become like this, will your mother recognize you?"
The corners of the man's mouth twitched slightly, he lowered his eyebrows, and smiled lightly: "I believe her, no matter what I become, she will recognize me at a glance."
Their feelings are no longer physical, but deep into the soul.
The breath embedded in the soul is unmatched by anyone.
"Bad dad, why did my mother and I come directly to this place? Do you still need to use someone else's body to come?" The little bun held his small head, blinked with bright star-like eyes, and looked up at the man in front of him. .
The man's face is no longer completely similar to him, at most it is only affected by the soul, with two or three points of imagination.
Of course, the only constant is that this man is still enchanting, domineering and arrogant.
"Because I don’t have the heavens as a medium, the national teacher exhausted all my strength to get me to this place, and I must use someone else’s body, so he found this dead body for me. , I came eight years before you..."
Eight years ago, the young master of the Shui family was seriously ill and was in bed. In fact, he was not dead for a lifetime, but already dead.