She just dreamed that her father had accidents.

Many people around him are shooting at him.

Blood, all blood.

Thinking of this, her whole body was shaking, her face was full of panic.

She had just figured it out just now, it is also a middle hexagram, not the Grand Hexagram, that means that there is still danger.

Life is changing rapidly. A small change may affect the future direction.

When her mouth owed her father, she might not be as safe as they left.

What's more, he has gone for many days, and it is normal to change.

The porridge stared at Zheng Yu, and his look was unprecedented.

Zheng Yu was stared at, inexplicably a little panic, and it was scary than the boss when he stared at him.

He quietly looked at the pages of motionless and didn't know what to say.

Just as the atmosphere was getting lower and lower, a familiar voice finally passed over, "Tell the porridge, I'm okay."

Hearing his voice, Zheng Yu relieved, "Boss, you finally talk back."

The eyes of the porridge also moved, restored a little, and hurried to him to follow him.

The little girl was full of restlessness and looked a little pitiful.

Zheng Yu put the headset on her fleshy little ear.

"This can speak directly to the boss."

Hearing the words, the porridge nodded and said nervously: "Dad, how are you?"

"I'm fine."

Ye Lingfeng was sitting on the plane, holding the tweezers in one hand, and holding the bullet steadily.

He was full of sweat beads on his forehead, and he still didn't say a word.

He said it's okay, but the porridge feels not right.

"I owe my dad, you lie to me, I have counted the hexagram, you must have something to do with it, have you encountered any danger? Do you need me to save you?"

"It's a bit dangerous." Ye Lingfeng laughed, "But it's okay, it's already over."

I do n’t believe the porridge, "Can you video now? I want to see you."

Hearing the words, Ye Lingfeng looked at his arms that were still flowing, and said, "It's not convenient now, rest assured, I'm really okay."

At this moment, the porridge porridge was even more unbelievable. She was so anxious that she was crying in her voice. "Dad, do you lie to me, have you been hurt?"

The slight choking sound came, and Ye Lingfeng only felt that his heart was fierce.

"It's a little hurt." He said, "But not serious."

really.

I cried out of the porridge wow.

"You lie to me again. If you are a minor injury, how can you not tell me, you owe your father so coquettish, you must have sold miserably with me."

"You don't say it now, it must be hurt very seriously."

The sound of the porridge came over through the microphone.

Wan Leng and Lu Ye looked at them, and the meaning in his eyes was unknown.

Oh, it turns out that he is such a person.

If you get a little injury, find a little girl to sell miserable?

Alas, the heartbroken God of War is actually Ye Jiaojiao in front of the little girl?

Oh, it really made them open.

Ye Lingfeng was stunned, but I didn't expect the porridge to be so sharp.

He was happy and distressed.

Although he wanted to get the pity of porridge, he still didn't want the little girl to be too sad.

He Dang Erlang said that "shoulder a little injury, the wound is not heavy, it may not be able to hold you. If you lose weight, you should be able to hold it."

Porridge: "..." Why does the mouth owed to Dad's mouth, no matter what time it owes?

She drums the drums and refused to accept the breath: "Where can I be so fat."

Speaking, she looked down at her little milk belly and squeezed it.

Well, it seems that there is really a little fat.

The porridge sighed, looking up at the sky, sadness.

I did not expect that this would also become an obstacle to their relationship between their father and daughter.

Listening to the sighing sound over there, Ye Lingfeng couldn't help but smiled lowly, "Don't worry, I will go back in a while."

Hearing this, the eyes of the porridge brightened, "Okay, then I'm waiting for Dad!"

"Um."

Worried about affecting his rest, after saying a few words, the porridge hung up the phone and told him to take a good rest.

Then return the phone to Zheng Yu, and ran outside.

After looking at the rich breakfast on the table, the eyes were closed.

Not delicious or delicious.

If she ca n’t eat it, she said that grapes are acidic.

Nothing can't resist the past.

When she was on the mountain, she didn't often be hungry, and she had nothing to do with a hungry meal.

She can do it.

The porridge porridge has been working psychological construction in my heart.

When Grandma Qin came down, I saw this scene.

I saw the little grandson sitting on the sofa with her legs, looked serious, her eyes stared at the rice on the table, but they didn't rush over.

I still read the words in my mouth, and the appearance is the same as the food to that table.

Although the porridge is a small Taoist priest, she was not so godly before!

Grandma Qin's eyelids jumped, my heart stunned, hurriedly walked over, and asked carefully, "Why don't you eat porridge?"

Porridge porridge seriously: "I want to lose weight."

Loss of weight.

It's not necessary to set up a valley.

Grandma Qin was relieved, and finally he felt relieved.

A little strangely said: "Do you have a child, what kind of fertilizer?"

Who said not.

Children just need to be fleshy.

The porridge sighed heavy sigh, coupled with her current expression, don't look at more vicissitudes.

If it weren't for the small face, this age would start sixty.

"It's not because I owe my father." Porridge porridge held a fat face and squeezed the meat on it.

After hearing the words, Grandma Qin was startled again, "Injury? How can the leaf good hurt?"

The four innings must not be said.

I thought about the porridge and said, "Dad and people fight."

Grandma Qin remembered now.

Ye Lingfeng was famous before, and fighting and fighting was a commonplace.

I thought he wasn't like that now, but I didn't expect it to be so impulsive.

Why.

"Your dad really grows up." She couldn't help saying.

The porridge blinked and looked at her in doubt, I didn't understand why she said that.

"No." Porridge porridge said, "My dad is an adult, he beats big bad guys, and when I grow up, I will help my father to break the egg."

Uncle Zhao said that when she was adult, she could participate in the task. At that time, she could also earn the country's golden light.

Thinking of this, porridge can't wait to grow to eighteen years old, and eat it into three meters of Qin.

Hearing this, Grandma Qin was startled again.

Looking at the porridge's eager expression, my heart was almost flying out.
Chapter completed!