Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Xia Qingluo held her mouth and showed a look of sobbing. Although she was pretending, to tell the truth, she was a little sad. How could she wear to a place where chickens don't lay eggs and birds don't shit? And when she didn't want to cross, "I said to say that dad is alive, do you dare to bully me like this?"

But the man looked at Xia Qingluo's appearance of crying, so he no longer scolded her, but his face was still like dark clouds pressing the city, "eat."

While Xia Qingluo was eating, there was a surge of despair in her heart. Tears almost hit the bowl. After life and death, she finally returned home. She and yunqingrang were also on and off. Seeing that their feelings were gradually maturing, why did such a desperate thing happen again.

And why did the cheap brother call her Xia Qingluo just now? After crossing once, her name hasn't changed.

This kind of crossing cost is too cheap.

Life is loveless.

Unexpectedly, the cheap brother spoke again. Of course, he said to his wife, "Yue, did you hear that the boy of the cloud family almost drowned."

"I heard. Thanks to the Bodhisattva's blessing, it's lucky that there's no big deal..." the sister-in-law sighed. "Did the cloud family collide with something? Cloud boy has been doing this since he was born."

Xia Qingluo was stunned and suddenly raised her head from her job. She can remember that she saved a child who almost drowned a few minutes ago. If it weren't for this reason, she couldn't be here.

Wait, why is there a child on the campus of Haida?

It's not scientific.

So, did everything here really pass through, or did the people who wanted to harm her create dreams for her?

Xia Qingluo just wanted to let go of her divine consciousness, but she felt bursts of stinging pain coming suddenly.

Xia Qingluo stopped and thought carefully. Just now, sister-in-law said, does the boy of the cloud family have anything to do with Yun qingrang?

Xia Qingluo felt her heart screwed together. She suddenly raised her head from her rice bowl and opened her mouth eagerly, "who saved the cloud boy?"

The eldest brother glared at Xia Qingluo discontentedly, as if he was very angry with her irritability.

The sister-in-law quickly explained to Xia Qingluo, "it's Doctor Zhang in the east of the village. If it weren't for him, the cloud boy... Alas..." the sister-in-law sighed again.

Xia Qingluo was in a bad mood again. Who was the little boy who fell into the water? If it weren't for saving him, he wouldn't have crossed into such a ghost place where chickens don't lay eggs and birds don't shit.

She pretended to eat calmly, but her heart could not help but get nervous.

After dinner, her cheap brother went to work in the field. Her sister-in-law took her to wash clothes. Xia Qingluo comforted herself that labor is the most glorious and the working people are the greatest. Just wash your clothes.

She took a special look in the mirror before she left. Fortunately, she had better become a peerless beauty. But in front of the unclear bronze mirror, Xia Qingluo was stunned.

I didn't turn out a face full of water and lotus, but my original appearance.

Now she was completely confused. Her appearance had no change. Even her name was the same. Did she go through the ancient times or was there a her in the ancient times.

Xia Qingluo felt that all this seemed like a dream. She wanted to pinch her face hard. Her skin was white and tender, like an egg that had just been peeled. She hesitated for a long time and didn't have the heart to do it. Why bother to torture herself.