Heavenly Star

"...When I am jealous, I will protect me and always be good to me. If it is not good for me, or deceive me, I will kill you like killing the previous '爹爹'." The one-quarter candy, while laughing, said very seriously and seriously.

Ye Wuchen did not hesitate, Zhang opened her mouth and let her put the candy with her girl Xiangjin in her mouth. The voice revealed the strangeness that could not be concealed: "Well, if Xiaomo is willing, then I am Xiaomo. It’s awkward."

The mind of this devil woman, he could not understand thoroughly for a while. Is she too much love and longing for family, or what other reasons.

"Oh..." Xiaomo laughed again. Only, this time between her look, the haze in the laughter completely dissipated, laughing without any falsehood, only the girl's innocence and joy. She stretched out her right hand, curled up her little finger, and swayed lightly in front of Ye Wuchen's eyes: "That... no lie, no hook."

"Good." Ye Wuchen stretched out her little finger and hooked her up, shaking her with her delicate fingers: "I will protect the small foam, like the small foam, take care of the small foam, not bully the small foam, let alone People bully a small bubble... But if Xiaomo does something wrong, I will be unhappy, will punish, will help her correct, because now... I am Xiaomo’s sister, Xiaomo is my daughter.”

Xiaomo looked at his eyes and listened to his voice. Every word he said echoed in her heart. The strange feeling was also because of every word he said, he said every "small foam" "Unconsciously swelled, it became very warm and warm. Suddenly, the part above her nose had a bit of sour feeling. It was a kind of preciousness that suddenly lost for a long time, looked forward to and longed for a long time." The feeling of things. She bent the little finger hooked up with Ye Wuchen, locked his fingers, and said to him seriously: "Here, stay with me... okay? Hey..."

The sound of "爹爹" shouted, and the sour thing suddenly swayed, uncontrollably spilling out of her eyes, and a thin, wet mist of water on her star. She yelled many people to "squat", but apart from her biological father, those people were dead, and she was controlled by the power of darkness. Today, she called "爹爹" this person, who knows her all, does not hate her, is willing to be her friend, become her "爹爹", willing to protect her, accompany her, take care of her.

What she wants is really simple and simple.

And Ye Wuchen, why not know the true loneliness... He also comes from another world, a world that can't talk to others, that kind of loneliness, he has been feeling. What's more, this girl who has been lonely for a hundred years.

From her swaying eyes, Ye Wuchen knew that she had put down her hostility and wariness. He smiled and shook his head without hesitation: "I don't want to lie to Xiaomo. There are many people waiting for me. I can't stay in this place forever. Xiaomo, will you leave me here? I will take you to know a lot." Friends, they will like you."

Xiaomo did not disappoint, but smiled more joyfully: "Hey, hey, you know, if you just promised, I will kill you. Because I always know, you are your friend, the people around you. They are very good, they will not be willing to give them. If they agree, they must be lying to me. Before that, they must be lying to me... You are so happy, I am so happy."

"That... Hey, just stay here with me for three days... For three days, I just want to be alone with you in this place, okay? Then, I will follow you, where are you going, where will I go?" "Xiao Mo puts his hand tighter. She puts down his last warning and scruples on him. The delicate and the sound and the flashing eyes are filled with the desire of almost pleading."

"Well, I promised Xiaomo. I haven't gone anywhere for the past three days. I am here with you... If Xiaomo doesn't like me this a few days, then kill me again." Ye Wuchen No hesitation in answering. In this situation, under the eyes of this girl, he has no way to refuse her. Before the incense... Before, she moved a few times in space, almost exhausted all her power, and the creation of that soul space, is the overdraft of her power, the fragrance at this time is completely in a state of drowsiness, three days Can't wake up inside. Therefore, even if Ye Wuchen did not agree, it was impossible to return to the Northern Emperor Sect to take the cold cliff with the ability to rely on the fragrance. But... Without him, Leng Ya will not be separated from the Northern Emperor. Whether it is a dozen miles of swamps in the south or a flaming sand in other directions, it is a desperate path for him.

Cold Cliff... Everything depends on yourself. In any case, you must keep your life within three days!

Xiaomo, who got a positive answer, jumped up happily. She rushed to Ye Wuchen's face. The expression on her happy face stretched out: "Speaking, I can't lie to my daughter... Three days, A little bit is not much... Hey! You are my jealousy, how can I kill you, I will protect you, listen to you..."

Xiaomo’s eyes at this time and the joy she released from her heart let Ye Wuchen’s heartstring be smashed by something, completely subconscious. He reached out and gently rubbed her body. She is close to herself and feels the heart of her girl in silence. At this moment, he suddenly understood what she wanted...

Xiaomo docilely fell in his arms, motionless, looking for the feeling she longed for. The feeling is really warm, very comfortable, gradually, she feels a kind of relaxed and lazy that she has never had before, just want to be so quietly in his arms, do not want anything, do not use anything Fear, sleep freely...

"Oh..." As a nightmare, she whispered in a low voice.

"Oh... I want you to carry me..."

"Well, okay!"

"I want you to tell me a story and tell the story you know."

"Ok!"

"More..."

Thus, a girl who is at least 100 years old and older has become a daughter of a man who has just been married for two decades. Unconsciously, it also twitched the roots of another chaotic cloud.

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"Thank you, Xiaozhu sister, I have to come to see me when I am fine." Pinger stood in front of his cabin and dressed up to a maid. The woman in her twenties said hello. Holding a plate she had just sent. The woman, who was called "Little Zhu Jie", smiled at her, nodded silently, and politely retired.

"Hey, poor little Zhu sister, can't talk when she is born." Looking at the back of the far away, the screen repeats the whisper that I don't know how many times she missed it. She shook her head and went back, tightening the door. Closed. The woman's name is Yan Zhuer. She was born with no ability to speak. In Beidi Zong, she was responsible for cooking and delivering food.

"Hey, wood, have dinner." Pinger squinted at the cold cliff and put the plate in front of him. It’s been a long time since he’s been sitting there like a dead man with his eyes closed and not saying a word to her. Pinger knew that he was trying to recover the wound on his foot as soon as possible and to restore his strength, so he did not bother him. Just watching an individual can't talk, it really makes her feel very uncomfortable.

"Really, fortunately, you are in the place of this girl, or you have died a hundred times before." Pinger snorted. What she said is not exaggerated. Here, it can be said that it is the safest place in the Northern Emperor. Usually, no one will come here casually, even the only two people guarding here are the two people who are in the bottom of the Northern Emperor. After all, this is just the time to shut down and think about it. It is quiet, and there is no need for any guard.

The rice was mixed with the meat and spilled into the nose of the cold cliff. His closed eyes opened and he looked at the plate. A box of rice, three butterflies, exquisite side dishes, this jail meal is surprisingly good. Tense and tired all morning, and suffered from no minor trauma, the cold cliff has long been hungry, did not hesitate to pick up the plate, pick up the chopsticks, sit there and eat it.

The screen slammed his mouth and sat on the little bed watching him eat. He still whispered: "...the food is really ugly...Hey! Eat slowly, you should not be a reincarnation of the hungry ghost. ""

Cold Cliff is deaf, he eats very quickly, and he has not felt so hungry for a long time. The nerves were in a state of high tension for a few hours, and the state of full concentration of attention made his physical strength almost close to the edge of overdraft, which was in urgent need of supplementation. She spent a short period of time with the screen, and she had some understanding of her temperament. She would not pick her up and let her mutter.

The screen lightly slammed, turned around and stopped looking at him, staring at the wall, raising his hand to play with the scorpion that he had been tying for a long time, and soon after, the swallowing sound finally disappeared and the screen turned. Come, then my eyes widened and stuttered and said, "You...you have finished eating it!"

Cold Cliff looked up at her and was slightly confused.

"That's my own meal... I saw you poor, and I was hurt, I want you to eat half first, you... you have to eat it. Hey! Don't you have long eyes, didn't look There is only one meal, I haven’t eaten yet!” Pinger’s “蹭” stood up and looked angry and grievances pointing at the cold cliff. As soon as he finished, he slammed his mouth again. Pay attention to the outside movement for a while before letting go of your heart.

Cold Cliff seems to wake up from the confusion, he looked at the clean plate that had been eaten by his own wind, and looked at the screen and her surroundings, the expression on his face changed constantly, lips After a few moves, nothing can be said. A man, but a woman's meal was eaten unceremoniously, did not leave a little for that woman... Even if he was a cold cliff, he couldn't help but burn his face and couldn't speak in distress.

Looking at the face that had been cold and cold, the screen was finally embarrassed, and the screen finally couldn’t hold the angry expression that was strong, and smirked: "Oh... big wood, you would be shy." Ah...oh, rest assured, I deliberately tease you. You have been hurt, you should eat a little more, I will not eat or eat after two meals... Hey! Don’t misunderstand, I am not For you, it’s not to make you feel better. When Ye Wuchen is happy, he will take me out, and I won’t be able to become a drag bottle when you get hurt.”

Leng Ying: "..." He moved his lips, still unable to speak.

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