Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

"Uh... well..."

Feng Lingyan rubbed the center of his eyebrows: "Bi, what's good about Bi?"

She had an idea, and suddenly said: "How about Bi Xichen? The tide of the tide, the dust of the fate."

Nie Liuxi's eyes lit up: "Okay! This name is unique and nice. Dongliu, what do you think?"

Bi Dongliu smiled and nodded: "Well, yes, yes, then our baby will be called Bi Xichen. There are two of our names in it. Miss Ayan is smarter. This name is not bad." [

He and his wife can't wait to squeeze together.

Teasing the little girl in swaddle, the brows and eyes are full of happiness and peace.

Feng Lingyan retreated quietly.

Such family happiness made her heart tingle for no reason.

Happiness filled the entire room, but she was isolated from it.

This kind of happiness is destined to be unaffordable for her...

She walked out of the hall, walked aimlessly in the villa, and unknowingly came to the garden.

As soon as he walked in, he was attracted by the sound of a weapon chopping the wind.

She followed the sound and walked over.

In a bamboo forest, a man in black was flying around.

Countless bamboo leaves twirled around him, looking from a distance like a huge green ball rolling there.

From time to time, crimson light flashes out of the green ball like lightning...

Feng Lingyan stood not far away and watched, sighing inwardly.

Fengjian Yueli was originally a prodigal son who made his home everywhere, but now she is willing to stay here with her.

The knife used to be easily out of its sheath, but now it is here to chop bamboo leaves...

He didn't say anything, but his heart was actually infinitely depressed, right?

"Yueli." Feng Lingyan called out.