If Ming Lan watched the spoon that was overturned, a drop of spider urine was gone, and he couldn't help annoyed: "Bad it!"
She had to look at the furry fat spider on the side: "Rhubarb, sprinkle ..."
Before the word "urine" was exported, Rhubarb had no polite and shook her fat buttocks at her, leaving jumping away.
Satta, Ben Daxian is really gone, and let's talk about it when Ben Daxian is full!
Ming Lanruo: "..."
Dahuang this product really does not go to the house for three days to unveil the tile ... Forget it, the thing of urine is to accumulate.
She should still keep her heart pulse for Cang Qiao first!
But ... I don't know why.
She looked down at Cang Qiao was so weak that she was lying in her arms like a teenager, and suddenly remembered the previous life again.
That day, she was lying in his arms without breathing.
There was only a touch of ghosts watching him holding her corpse, and she murmured to himself as desperate to himself, as if she was still alive.
At that moment, she wanted to wipe the despair in his eyes very much.
If Ming Lan closed his eyes, his fingertips passed through his dark hair, and he touched his back of his head like coaxing his child.
She slowly whispered: "Really, real -I owe you in my last life."
The red dust is rolling, and it cannot be eliminated by this affection.
Ming Lanruo tried to crawl out of him and reached out to put his veins for him.
She found that he was bullied by the internal force, and the whole heart pulse thought was chaotic.
It was a lot stable before, why did it become like this?
Cang Qiao must have suffered suddenly what stimulus can it be. This is the case.
As she pondered, she got up and went to the room to find bowls and water.
There was a mess in the room, and there were broken things everywhere. She finally turned out a dusty bowl and a crock of water.
She took the crocks and bowls to the well in the yard to wash the water and clean it. Put the crock and bowl in the yard.
She seemed to be talking about the Emperor and Mei Fei just now. Why is he so sensitive?
She couldn't help voicing: "Do you make herself like Mei Fei's cubs, do you want to fill it out of the Emperor's period, make herself sick ..."
When it comes to your mouth, it stops abruptly.
If Ming Lan opened his eyes slightly and looked at the dripping rain, a thriller and ridiculous thought came in the mind.
Is he really the son of Mei Fei and the Emperor?!
If Ming Lan suddenly looked back at the sleeping man lying on the rocking chair, he was shocked.
She couldn't help but got up and walked to Cang Qiao, raised her hand and picked up the thin hair of his hair.
It is rumored that Mei Fei is the peerless beauty of the Golden Express Khanate. She has exquisite facial features like a sculpture of heaven, deep eyebrows, and black eyes.
She described Cang Qiao's face with her fingertips, and looked at it concentrated ——
His eyelids are deep, his eyes are raised, the bridge of his nose is fine and tall, and his facial features are almost perfect and impeccable. With the charm of gender.
I used to think that he was born beautiful, but now it seems that there is a vague outline of the alien.
"Pop!" A hand suddenly grabbed her wrist fiercely, and he slowly opened his eyes, and the black and dark eyes looked at her focus.
"I'm not deliberately, I just want to see your situation ..." Ming Lan Ruo froze embarrassed.
She touched his face and was caught. The poisonous person didn't know what to say to ironically.
"Mother ..." Cang Qiao looked at her, and suddenly said lowly.
Ming Lanruo: "..."
Where is she like his mother?! Is she so old?! This chapter has been completed!