The little crying bag she raised was crooked and turned into a demon

Chapter 10

Such a face turned out to be a man's body.

She suddenly said, "Let me ask you, have there been many fairies coming to Siming Palace in recent years?"

Luo Huaiyue was startled, then nodded and said, "Well, how does sister know?"

Is it because of your face?

Su Yueli became more and more gossip, "It's not important, tell my sister, do you have... a fairy you like?"

The young man waved his hands and shook his head like a puppy whose tail had been stepped on, "No, no, nothing... I don't have... No..."

This reaction... Where is it really not?

Su Yueli didn't expose him, just smiled and said: "You are still young now, don't forget to practice your great career for the sake of your children's personal relationship. After a few years, my sister will come forward and find you a good girl."

As if unwilling to wait for the so-called few years, the boy looked a little melancholy.

He whispered: "I really don't, sister don't have to worry about me."

After finishing speaking, the boy suddenly stood up and went out.

Not happy?

Su Yueli sighed, thinking about when she was seventeen or eighteen years old, she still messed around with Bai Lianyu all day long.

It is also time to be 20 years old when I fell in love with Ye Yun Shangshen.

She fell in love with him at first sight.

Now that I think about it, if I ask Su Yueli what he liked about him back then, I really can't tell.

If you can really say one, two, three, four, five, then you probably don't really like it.

But these years, Su Yueli has long since lost this feeling.

It's probably because I'm getting older, and I don't have the time to think about those boring children's affairs.

Thinking about it this way, liking when I was young is extremely precious.

Forget it, since this kid has something he likes in his heart, then let him do it.

This child is docile, but he will not do anything out of line, he is a good child.

I don't know what kind of girl it is that can win his favor.

Su Yueli went to pay a visit to Si Ming Xingjun.

The old man was stroking his white beard and writing something in the manual.

Before entering the door, Si Ming Xingjun said: "Shangshen Yueli is back, please sit down, the little old man will come to entertain you after finishing this paragraph."

Su Yueli said: "No rush."

She knows Si Ming's temperament, and has always been a good writer of scripts. Whenever she has inspiration, she has to write happily, otherwise she is always worried that she will forget the details.

After waiting for a while, Si Ming finally put down his work.

"I heard that Yueli Shangshen has returned from victory, the little old man congratulates Shangshen."

Su Yueli stood up, cupped her hands and said: "This time, I would like to thank Si Ming Xingjun for helping me take care of Huaiyue for so many years, Si Ming Xing Jun has worked hard."

The old man shook his head, and said: "Huaiyue is a cute and sensible child, sweet-talking and sweet-hearted. I like him very much. He is here with me, and it relieves my boredom. Why don't you take care of him?"

After all, he laughed a few times in his old-fashioned voice.

"Now that the fighting is temporarily suspended, I plan to take Huaiyue back to the Clutch Palace. What do you think of Si Ming Xingjun?"

Although he was reluctant to leave Luo Huaiyue, he couldn't say anything about the child adopted by God.

The old man said: "Everything is up to God's arrangement. If God has some official duties in the future and it is not convenient to take care of Huaiyue, I will send it over as usual. The little old man will also have someone to talk to."

"sure!"

Su Yueli came out from Si Ming's place, and as soon as she went out, she saw the young man practicing sword in the yard.

She approached calmly, and pointed, "Wrist...flatten, waist...straighten up."

(End of this chapter)