The Evil Emperor Chasing His Wife: The Heaven-defying Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 7 The Conspiracy in the Dark

Green Bamboo Courtyard.

At night, the Green Bamboo Courtyard is full of green bamboos. The Green Bamboo is known as a gentleman, hence the name of the Green Bamboo Courtyard.

At this moment, a voice disturbed the tranquility of the courtyard.

"You're telling the truth?" Li Yun's expression was in disbelief.

Nan Lingyu nodded affirmatively, thinking of Nan Lingge looking at her with murderous intent, she wished to ruin her face, break her hands and feet, so that she could not survive or die.

"Impossible! How could that bitch be so powerful!" How is it possible, how could that bitch Yang Qianyuan give birth to such a powerful daughter, how could it be possible to surpass her daughter.

Seeing that his mother didn't believe it, Nan Lingyu pointed to the bandaged wound and said affirmatively: "Mother, look, this wound was caused by that little bitch who took my whip. Doesn't that explain it?"

Li Yun looked at Nan Lingyu's shoulder blades, nodded, and calmed down: "Yu'er, you should go back first, take care of your wounds, don't go to that broken yard for a few days, leave this matter to your mother! "

As she said that, a killing intent flashed in her eyes, that bitch can't stay anymore.

Nan Lingyu caught the flash of killing intent in Li Yun's eyes, and she was secretly happy. Mother is going to do something to that little bitch. That's great, but it's a pity that she can't do it herself.

………………… I am the dividing line……………

Nan Lingge woke up early in the morning, feeling soft in her arms. Looking down, the little milk baby had her arms around her neck, staring at her cutely with big black eyes.

Nan Lingge thought it would be a pleasure to see such a cute creature in the morning.

But who can tell her when it climbed into her bed? Didn't it sleep in the coffin, so well? In case it caught cold, she specially found a small quilt for it.

When did my vigilance become so weak, or the gap between this world and her is too big. In contrast, Nan Lingge believes in the latter.

"Mother, good morning." The little milk baby said cutely.

"You're here? Not in your own house," Nan Lingge said, feeling weird that it was called a house even though it was a small coffin.

Nan Lingge was also drunk.

"It's uncomfortable to sleep there. They want to sleep with their mother in their arms, and they've come a long time ago. Doesn't mother know?" The little milk boy said aggrievedly, pouting.

Well, she really doesn't know.

"Okay, let's sleep with mother from now on, by the way, what's your name?" Hey!She is only 13 years old!How did you become a mother?

The little milk baby stuck her fingers into her mouth, thought for a while, and said, "I don't seem to have a name, mother, please help me get one."

"How about it, baby?" Nan Lingge suggested.

The little milk bag nodded, um, this one is good.

"No, no, it's too childish." Nan Lingge shook his head, this won't work.

Little Milkman nodded, yes!right!right!

Nan Lingge lowered his head and thought for a moment: "Well, I have decided, you will be called Doudou, the Doudou of Huangdou."

The little baby fell silent, isn't this childish?

Can it say no?Why!In fact, it also feels good, hee hee!
Little Nailboy and Nan Lingge hit it off immediately.

So, the little milk baby... oh, no, it's Doudou's name, it's so happy and settled.

(End of this chapter)