But he took it seriously.

Since she said that, she must have thought about it from the bottom of her heart.

"It seems that you want to ride on my head all the time." Gong Ming night said quietly and put her down.

An Yi Mo listens to his words, still think he is angry, not willing to carry her.

Indeed, even she felt that her demands seemed too much.

She was about to coax him when she saw him squat down in front of her.

She asked in surprise, "what are you doing?"

"Don't you want to ride a horse? Come up Gong Ming night said.

"But..." an Yimo looked around, he carried her back, has attracted a lot of attention.

It's just that she doesn't think it's OK to be carried by him, so she doesn't care.

If he let her sit on his shoulder, wouldn't the majesty of the young master of the palace sweep the floor?

"What are you hesitating about? Come up Gong Ming night urges.

"With so many people watching, I would be ashamed if you were riding like that." An Yimo said with embarrassment, "you get up quickly."

"No matter what other people's eyes do, I carry my own wife. What's the shame? Come up

"But..."

Gong Ming night interrupted her directly and said, "come up!"

"Er..."

Anyimoo really wants to try to see what it's like to ride on someone's shoulder.

She hesitated and finally sat on his shoulder.

Anyway, he said to let her go. Even if it's a shame, I can't blame her.

The palace night stands even if carried her up.

Sitting on him, close to the height of three meters, let an Yimo have a sense of novelty never had.

And those people around, when they saw that Gong Ming night was carrying an Yimo on their back, they all gaped and gaped, as if they were scared.

The palace night completely ignores the attitude of others, just carefully exhort, "sit down, don't fall down."

"Well." An with Mo heavy key head, suddenly feel around those people is what look in the eyes, all change of don't matter.

This person behind her back knows to cherish her and will do everything she wants to do.

The bottom of my heart quietly changed.

It seems that the vacancy about dad in my heart has been occupied and filled by the palace night quietly.

An Yimo opened his hands and closed his eyes to feel closer to the sky.

He said softly, "dark night, I don't feel sad at all."

"It's hard to be sad with me." His voice is strong and domineering, listening to an Yimo's ear, like a feather, gently across her heart.

Yes, it seems that as long as there is him, she will always be so happy, no longer sad, sad

That night, the family sat at the dinner table.

An Yimo seldom fills his stomach first. Instead, he uses chopsticks to hold the food and puts it to Gong MINGYE's mouth.

Gong MINGYE enjoyed her service very much and ate it happily. The softness and favor of her eyes could not be concealed.

Mother Gong was sitting on one side and almost blinded.

She thinks she has enough love with her husband. How can she feel better than the couple?

Her son is always picky about food and doesn't like to eat. No matter what an Yimo has, he can eat it tonight.

And the expression as like as two peas in her bones, and if she is not the same as her son, she almost thinks her son is a man.

All kinds of steel will turn into soft fingers.

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