Sikong Yulian suddenly turned his head and glared at him. His handsome face gradually turned red.

Quiet?

He finally plucked up the courage, did not disgust himself to before, called out, he did not hear?!

I didn't hear you, or did you take Joe?!

So now the situation is, call or not?

Call, the heart is not willing, always feel that by this stomach bad water people bully to death.

Do not cry, Mu Xi's face is urgent

In the heart that point of self-esteem and Mu Xi's face, Sikong Yulian chose the face of Muxi.

She promised her that she would not leave scars on her face. She just called her brother-in-law. What's the difficulty?

After thinking it through, Sikong Yulian stretched out his hands again, and the tea splashed out. He said in a loud voice, "brother-in-law, please have tea."

Arthur was busy patting his shirt splashed with tea. He was stunned when he heard two words from his brother-in-law.

Something's wrong!

There's something wrong with the child!

Would you please have tea with your brother-in-law?

Arthur's heart secretly happy, dark cool very, the face is still holding noble cool Yan appearance, slowly took over the tea, a shallow drink: "well, the tea is good."

Siyu lotus sat back on the sofa, and held up the impulse to think of Tucao. Where could he make complaints about his own hands?

"About Gibran?" Since my brother-in-law has opened his mouth, he can't be too stingy and take the initiative to speak.

"Well." Sikong Yulian nods.

"Don't worry." Arthur put down his teacup. "I'm not going to sit back and let me know my brother-in-law. Gibran will arrive in the evening

Sikong Yulian's haze face, instantly has the vitality, he Huo once stood up, anxious to find Mu Xi.

Go to the door, open the door of that moment, he slightly turned his head, voice awkward said a: "thank you."

At more than nine o'clock in the evening, Gibran and Nancy came back. They had a lot of tanning. They could see that their feelings were warming up a lot. They brought back a lot of presents for the three little carrots.

"Godmother." The little princess stood there, with her delicate head up and her small mouth smiling.

Nancy crouched down and opened her arms. "Little princess

The little princess threw herself into her arms and rubbed her head in the socket of her neck. Nancy hugged her and said, "do you want to be a wet mother?"

"Yes."

"Kiss one?"

The little princess was very conscious. She stood on tiptoe, put her head up and gave a soft kiss.

Retract your head and look at her expectantly.

"Godmother wants to die of you, boo!"

After a while, Nancy pulled up the little princess and looked at the wobbly ball head on her head

Wendy didn't understand why she was shaking her head, hesitated for a few seconds, but she did.

Looking at the crumbling head of the ball, Nancy grinned at Gibran. "Your mother's craft is not improving at all."

Sikongnian stamped his feet with a blush. I hate it! As soon as I come back, I will expose her!

Gibran insisted on the wound condition to Oriental Muxi, and his face was rather dignified. "The treatment is no problem, but if you want to recover to the original condition, the operation is divided into several stages, at least half a year."

It's good to be able to recover. You can wait as much time as you can, and you can afford it.

Take Oriental Muxi back to the bedroom, Sikong Yulian returns to her bedroom to have a bath, and then come back.

When he came in, Oriental Muxi still didn't take a bath. He sat on the sofa with his legs in his arms and his shoulders twitched slightly.

She quickly stepped over and pulled her shoulder --

Sikong Yulian frowned, "Muxi, how did you cry?"

Oriental Muxi reached out to wipe her tears and turned her head. Sikong Yulian pulled her head back, and her eyes filled with worry: "tell me, why cry?"

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