Shen Moyu and Shen Shixuan suddenly looked like angry balls. They frowned and looked at Xiao Xi pitifully. They hoped that the little guy could change his mind and called themselves softly and sweetly.

For Shen Boyan, they are more envious and jealous. It doesn't matter. Choose an opportunity to repair the goods!

"It's really not in vain that my third uncle loves you!" Shen Boyan reached out and gently scraped Xiao Xi's nose.

Xiao Xi glanced at Shen Boyan with disgust, and then raised his finger to Shen Moyu, "uncle!"

Before Shen Moyu reacted, he pointed to Shen Shixuan, "second uncle!"

"Yes, my Xiaoxi is really smart!" Shen Shixuan was so excited that he almost burst into tears. He took Xiao Xi out of his grandmother's arms, lifted him over his head, put him on his shoulder and rushed out. Shen Moyu and Shen Boyan were stunned and turned to chase him out.

Mrs. Shen still held the posture of just holding Xiao Xi, and looked at the empty door with a dull face. She didn't return to her mind for a long time.

When did the second become so unreasonable? How dare you rob the child from his mother! What a bandit! Big bandit!

Mrs. Shen is depressed.

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The pulse of a certain plane is dry mountain

A red brown king of hell tiger with a length of more than 20 feet is showing his tusks, opening his mouth, provocatively and vigilantly staring at Shen Xingyue with a pair of eyes burning dark fire. One person and one beast are in a stalemate and ready to go. They are looking for an opportunity to launch a fierce attack and give a fatal blow to the opponent.

Two figures stood quietly on the treetops not far away, staring at the struggle between man and beast.

"Do you want to stimulate her potential instinct?" the questioner was Duan Hui, one of them on the treetop.

"Princess!"

This tone, without guessing, is undoubtedly the wind.

Breaking the moisture, he hurried to soft words and changed his mouth: "Oh - Princess, Princess - they will all be called Princess in the future!"

I don't know how long this title can be called! If she remembered what had happened to the Youji, she could not tell how she would make a fuss. Two people who don't worry get together. It's really not generally worrying!

"Don't you worry about the princess remembering everything about Youji?" Duan moisture thought again and again, and still planned to ask directly.

Feng moye gave a faint "eh?" sound, as if he hadn't heard the words of breaking the moisture at all. He focused on the battle circle in front of him, and his spirit didn't dare to relax at all.

Feng moye didn't answer, so she had to shut up bitterly.

But he was worried and scratched like a cat. He just wanted to know. I'm really worried about this Muggle in front of me! What if wisdom is like a demon? In love, even fools dump him for a few blocks.

His mind turned and turned. He couldn't help turning his head slightly and glancing at Feng moye from time to time. But every time he looked, Feng moye focused on the battle circle and looked calm as usual. There is some uncertainty under the broken moisture heart. Has he lifted the misunderstanding in advance? That's not right. The princess doesn't remember anything. How can it be lifted?

Breaking the moisture was thinking secretly. There was a cold voice in his ear: "if you want to say it, don't hold it!"

"Has the misunderstanding been explained clearly?" Duan moisture smelled the speech and asked what he was thinking about in his heart.

"Misunderstanding?" Feng moye smiled mockingly. "Isn't it true to marry LAN Jili? Isn't it true to protect LAN Jili with life? Isn't it true that the great wilderness changed its master?"

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