Killer Crossover: Little Miss Waste

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"Ah! Be careful..." A childish voice came from outside the house, and I heard his voice before I saw it.

After seeing the situation clearly and understanding what happened, everyone became anxious, scrambling to catch the child.

In a sudden shock, Shangguan Zhen only felt that he had passed from one embrace to another.Looking up, I saw a handsome face in front of my eyes, with picturesque eyebrows, cherry lips, and snowy complexion; his eyes were like warm snow that had not yet melted in spring, shining, crystal, soft, dazzling, It also seemed to be unnoticed; his lips were as warm as jade, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and his faint smile was like the sunshine in March, comfortable and comfortable.

"Sister... How is the child?" Shangguan Zhen only felt a gentle voice in her ear, which made her unconsciously like it.I wanted to follow the sound, but unexpectedly there was another sound, "Father... Mother... Is sister okay?" [

I saw a three-year-old child carved in powder and jade standing in front of him, wearing a white gauze dress, his jet-black hair was tied with a white ribbon, and a few strands of hair were mischievously hanging down his shoulders, covering his fragile skin The lining is even whiter; her face is fresh and moving, and her worry can be seen from the sweaty forehead and flustered eyes.

"Xue'er...Come here and see your sister." The gentle voice sounded again, and Shangguan Zhen looked forward to leaving.

A woman is wearing a blue emerald green smoked sweater, her shoulders are shaved into a waist and her waist is plain, her muscles are fat like orchids, her fragrance is delicate and delicate, her dimples are more delicate than flowers, her fingers are like peeling onion roots, and her mouth is like Zhudan. A frown and a smile are touching.However, she was lying there pale and powerless, even so, she still did not lose her style. . . .

Shangguan Zhen was a little confused. She clearly remembered that the bomb exploded just before her eyes darkened, and somehow she came here again. . . .Looking at her clothing, it should belong to ancient times, but no matter what, she can make up for the regrets of her previous life.

"Wan'er...the child is very similar to you." The man offered a treasure.

"Mother...why doesn't my sister cry?" The little girl was puzzled.

"Hehe..." The beautiful woman covered her mouth and smiled lowly.

Looking at their happy faces, the corners of her mouth were stained with a smile, which was very warm, and this was what she wanted.

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Spring goes and spring comes again. . . .A year flies by. . . .

In the Lanxuan Garden, Shangguan Zhen, who was dressed in a lavender blouse, lay down among the bustling flowers, and a faint fragrance came from the tip of his nose. Shangguan Zhen felt refreshed and relaxed. . . .

In the past year, she really lived like a year, not only had to escape the pain of breastfeeding, but also endured the desolation of incontinence. Fortunately, the maids figured out the rules later, knowing that she struggled to be respectful, so that she would not be so miserable.

In order to get rid of these tragedies, she used the fastest speed to make herself able to walk. . . .