Across the Stars

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Huang Xinling looked at her father and replied: “I’m back.”

Ms. Huang’s expression is also very well controlled. She is a mother, taking the child first, and has been working hard throughout the process Observe Huang Xinling’s expression. After finishing the last time, Huang patriarch stretched out his big hand and pressed it on his daughter’s head.

Robbie is not there, Mrs. Huang carried Huang Xinling back to the bedroom, and sat on the bed.

Xue Zhijiao moved the small bench and sat down, and asked in a low voice: “Huang Xinling, how do you feel?”

Huang Xinling nestled in her mother’s arms and said nothing, little girl lifted unremarkable skin, listless of. Huang patriarch leaned forward and glanced, and motioned everyone to try their best to keep quiet. He still held a cooking spoon in his hand.

Ms. Huang said: “Xinling, you can sleep when you are sleepy.”

Huang Xinling is very motionless, with her big eyes closed for a while and then opened. Look like.

The rain was fierce, the majestic rain came after another, and the sky outside became darker and gloomy. From time to time, thunder and lightning flashed, the whole world outside was shrouded in rain, and the wind-swept trees swayed chaotically.

Robbie energetic and bustling ran home, entered the house and chopped a piece of bamboo and ran out, Fengling chased to the yard: “What are you going to do?”

The rain is heavy When the heavy rain fell on the ground and crackle, Robbie shook the bamboo knot in his hand: “Isn’t the bamboo fruit wine that I brewed has a nourishing effect? ​​I will send a section to Huang Xinling, but it doesn’t work.”

Feng Ling wanted to say something but stopped, only saying: “Come back early.”

“I see.” Robbie got on the suspension car and left.

When Robbie returned to the Huang Family villa, Huang Xinling was already in a daze and fell asleep. Xue Zhijiao and Huang Family guards all stayed in the yard to watch the rain, discussing the consequences of the rain.

The planting field may accumulate water, and it needs to be drained after rain.

Robbie avoided the rain and ran into the living room. He saw Huang patriarch go downstairs and shook the bamboo joints and said: “The bamboo fruit wine I brewed, Zhu Family aunt, and they all said it has a nourishing effect. Huang Xinling has a try.”

Huang patriarch went to get the cup without saying a word. Robbie followed: “It doesn’t necessarily work. If you don’t want to give Huang Xinling a drink, it doesn’t taste good. It’s astringent.”

Huang patriarch took a cup with a small moving pattern from the bamboo cabinet, and turned to Robbie extend the hand: “It’s okay, as long as it’s good for the body, it doesn’t matter if the taste is astringent, give it to me! “

Why are you so easy to talk? Robbie handed out the bamboo joint: “I thought Huang Patricarch would not give Huang Xinling a drink. If you don’t want it, I’m going to take it back. Huang Patriarch doesn’t see if he can drink it. Don’t rely on me if you drink it.”

Huang patriarch smiled: “Don’t worry, it’s not your fault.”

Although the heart of harm is indispensable, the heart of defense is indispensable, but for Robbie, Huang patriarch is still trustworthy. Huang patriarch couldn’t be more clear about his child’s virtues. He was disliked and unpleasant, but he followed Robbie on a mission for a while and became the boss.

Huang patriarch looked in his eyes and hoped that his daughter and Robbie would get closer. Isn’t it just a bit ugly? What’s the matter? It doesn’t hurt Huang Xinling to take some bitterness.

It’s rare that Robbie is willing to take Huang Xinling, Huang patriarch can’t see good and bad people.

Huang patriarch opened the bamboo joints and only sniffed, he knew the value of the bamboo fruit wine. He carefully poured a glass of bamboo fruit wine, put the bamboo joints, and then carried them upstairs.

Xue Zhijiao ran into the living room from the outside and followed Robbie upstairs.

Huang Xinling took a sip of bamboo fruit wine and hummed, “Not good drink.”