Shen Jiuli stood behind her, at an arm's distance, he didn't look hurt, his white robe was still dazzling, his demeanor was still unconventional, but his face was a little pale, Shen Yinmo sat in the barrier floating behind him, looking confused, as if he had just woken up.?

He looked at the corner of her lips and seemed to have a smile, his voice was soft but he was a little joking: "Are you worried about me?"

A Mo finally put a high heart back in his stomach. When she heard his words, she rubbed her eyebrows and said coldly: "I'm worried about Nianmo! Fortunately, he's fine~"

"With me protecting him, there will be no trouble." Shen Jiuli finally opened the barrier and released the little guy inside.

As soon as Shen Nianmo landed, he cried out: "Mom, Dad, don't fight, okay? Nianmo is afraid..."

Amo regretted, what happened to me just now?

Like an explosive active volcano...

At the beginning, she obviously wanted to slap him in the face and teach him his disciple's behavior a lesson, but later, for some reason, it became uncontrollable...

"Nianmo, your mother and I didn't fight, we just had a fight." Shen Jiuli picked up his son to comfort him.

"But my mother was so fierce just now..." Shen Nianmo was frightened.

Shen Jiuli regretted it a little. When he was attracting A Mo's move just now, because her offensive was too fierce, he failed to block Xiao Nianmo's five senses in time, allowing him to see something...

A Mo just now seemed to be possessed by a demon god, covered with red light, and every palm used all his strength, forcing him to resist and guide...

"Nianmo, come here, let me see if you hurt you?" Ning Xuemo felt even more regretful when she saw her son's snow-white face, so she wanted to carry him over and take a look.

Xiao Nianmo shrank into Shen Jiuli's arms, subconsciously avoided her hand, and looked at her eyes with fear flashed through her.

A Mo was suffocated by his expression, as if he had been stabbed by a needle, and his outstretched hand slowly retracted...

Then she looked up at Shen Jiuli: "What did you do to me just now?"

Her condition was obviously abnormal just now, as if it was the relationship between his flower and those two breaths. Now her bloodline is not boiling, but she just feels very tired all over her body, as if she has just finished a marathon.

"Treat your chronic disease." Shen Jiuli smiled and said, "How do you feel now?"

Amo's heart thumped slightly. How did he know that she had a chronic disease?

She raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "What are my chronic diseases?"

"Doesn't you grow up count?" Shen Jiuli replied.

A Mo: "..." She really couldn't grow up. She looked like this when she woke up in this big six. She was still like this three years later, and her height and appearance were all loli.

But she didn't care about her appearance. No matter how loli or mature women were, it was no different for her.

"What do you have to do with you if I don't grow up?"

"It has a lot of connection." Shen Jiuli looked at her from head to her toe, and paused a little on her chest that had not yet been fully nurtured.

His eyes were so tangible and qualitative that he was like a disciple!

Amo's ears turned red by his eyes. If it weren't for Xiao Nianmo here, she would almost scold him for "pervert". She didn't want to face him here anymore, so she turned around and left.

"Xuemo, do you really don't like me anymore?" He suddenly spoke behind her.
Chapter completed!