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The scream of the small bridge and the man are still indifferent.

Looking down, watching the baby who is finally no longer waving limbs.

His eyebrow eye angle, never jumped.

It can be seen that the old activities of the old man are struggling.

When the cry of the bridge, when it was slowly blown slowly, most of her body bubble in the muddy baby, closed his eyes.

The man sigheded a moment and sighed.

"he died.

This, are you satisfied? "

The voice of the voice has been crying, standing up, and the body is gone, when turning around, she will say: "I will never forgive you.

I also can't accept it. My future child will have such a cruel father.

"Bridge!

The man fiercely looked up, her face, her eyes were painful, and I screamed: "You don't know, you don't know!

I am oblivious.

The Xiaoqiao stopped, the head did not return, "I only know, you can watch a child, just die slowly.

This is enough.

"I dont want this happened too!

"But you are doing this.

"He He--"

The old man reached out and slammed what to say, but after talking about these two words, it closed his mouth, and the hand also sang it.

That thing, he would rather be misunderstood by Xiaoqiao, and he can't say it.

Because he doesn't dare to guarantee, he is gentle and kind wife, in the years, can still live happily.

"Don't go find me anymore.

The Xiaoqiao waited for a moment, and he didn't wait until the man was talking.

When she stepped, she was in his heart or hoped that her hand took her hand and she couldn't go.

Because she is also very clear, this thing can't be all strange husbands.

Someone told her husband. At this time, come this place, it will see a abandoned baby.

As for the person who tells her husband, Xiaoqiao does not know.

She only knows that this child has a direct relationship with their two fate.

If the child is really the child, even if he is a early age, even his biological mother can't accept him, to abandon, the bridge has to take him to the son to support him, give him a complete mother.

If this is on other women, especially after I have just married, I would like to have a cute little baby. I can't say that it is absolutely unacceptable, but I will definitely not be happy.

The bridge can be.

Because she - kind, warm, obedient.

When I was a child, I couldn't care about a ant, while crying little girl is the world's most tasty elves.

It is also the kind and warmth of the bridge, so you can listen to the arrangement of your father, give up your superior international metropolis, marry a man who is nearly twenty years older than her big.

This man, Di Bab's seems like the soil.

But his love for the small bridge, but all men add up, it is not more than.

So Xiaoqiao also loves him.

This is also a reason why he is still willing to give him a chance after seeing his cruel.

Men, did not cherish this opportunity.

Because he walked out of the small bridge, he still squatted in the mud, bowing his head and dead staring at the baby who has died, it is moving.

The small bridge closes the eyes, and it is easy to adenect, but when he is enough, he listens to his husband to say behind: "He is alive, live!

"what?"

Xiao Luo Hawran turned and saw it.

Just saw the husband who kneeling on the ground, even her hands were covered, and they cried.

How can a dead baby? Xiaoqiao does not believe it.

She did not believe in the birth of a baby, after breeding in the mud, there is no signs of life, but also live.

He lived.

He finally lived.

He, he is the child!

The husband is still crying, can't you hear, is it sad? The baby who has already died, I will live it, is he not happy? Why, will he be sad? In the cry, I also disappointed with a concentration.

As if the baby is alive, he will lose the most precious thing.

Xiaoqiao won't think more, just ran over, , hurry to see the child.

The husband said that it is right, the child is alive.

He started crying again.

Although crying, Kong Yigang is not as good, but he is crying.

Small hands, pins, slowly dance.

The baby should die, after re-activation, this has made the bridge shocked.

But let her more can't believe that after the baby is crying, she finds his eyes and turns a bright red.

Just like blood flowing.

More like!

The monster - and the red monster is still gradually rich.

In the short ten seconds of the small bridge, it turned into a color of blood.

You can close your eyes, a newborn baby, or early age, the appearance is ugly, the eyes are a mate blood red, not, is the red look, let who you see, no one is not afraid.

The bridge is also afraid, and the teeth cannot be invisible.

The next consciousness, hugged the husband's arm, and asked: "How, how can this?"

"Demon, demon - attachment.

Ha, haha, bridge, this is the child we have to find.

The husband slammed and laughed madly.

When he said in a muddy, he was vague, Xiaoqiao did not think about it at this moment.

She only heard her husband, this is the child they are looking for.

"Bridge, do you have to take him?"

The husband raised his hand, rubbed his face, and asked Xiaoqiao: "If you don't want, I will not force you.

No one, will force us.

"Why not?"

Looking at the baby's small bridge, the frightening of the eyes slowly, floating the mother love for many years.

The bridge is the world's best, docile girl.

She clearly saw that the baby's origin is not general, it is very mad, but her kind, she has urged her to slowly reach out, hugging the child from the mud in his arms.

She clearly didn't be a mother's experience, but I would hug my child. The left hand holds the child's little body, let his small head pillow in the arm, and the right hand patted his back, look down at him again. Say: "Why, no? Look, how good children.

He, is this laughing in me? "

"He just born, now see what you can't see, how can you laugh?"

The husband wiped his face, and his neck looked at the bridge in his arms.

Laugh.

The newborn baby is really laughing after being held by the Xiaoqiao in his arms.

Although the appearance of early defenses is ugly, he smiles on the bridge, but it is so pure.

It is the son to embrace the mother's warm embarrassment and laugh.

The red red in his eyes, also smiled sweetly, under the gentle gaze of the bridge, gradually moved.

Finally, the infant should be clear.

"This is my son.

The bridge was completely smiled by the baby, the crystal clear eyes, tapping him, muttered: "You are my son.

The husband bite his lips and scared and attached: "Yes, he is your son.

"Then you said, what should he call?"

Any mother, in the first time of life, a child, happiness, is not full, do you start to give your child a name? The husband's face has recovered normally. After I want to say: "Some people said, he should surname Li.

"Why do you want to surname Li?"

"Only a surname Li, he can live.

"Well, then he is a surname."

After marrying her husband, he was a bridge that he was a daughter. He won't work on this small matter. He will only cooperate with him: "Li - Li, what? Oh, or give him a name to Li Jing.

Li Jing, but the army of the Tang Dynasty.

I really hope that after my son grows up, I can become a modern army who will help the country.

The small bridge in the fantasy she just recognized the son, can become a generation of military gods Li Jing, but did not pay attention to the face of her husband's face.

But soon, these horror disappeared on his face, and then shook his head and smiled: "Hey, hehe.

His name is Li Jing? "

"Why is it bad?"

"Army God.

Since it is a military god, of course, it is brought.

What's more, Li Jun's next day - "

"Don't say anymore!

The bridge quickly interrupted the husband.

What is the next day after Datang Li Jing? In fact, Li Jing's end is still very good.

Unlike the same period, Wei Zheng, the House is like a small body, it is not a whip of the corpse, which is copied by the whole family.

Historical records, AD AD, Li Jing's illness, and 80 years old, and drove from the great Li Erje, only less than a month.

A brilliant history came to an end.

Li Jing's life is successful, the official to the prime minister, it can be described as a person, and the people are above.

As a martial art, he is fighting for the big Tang Liqi, and avoids the tragedy of the power of the power and the end of the power.

This is attributed to the Brightness of Tang Taizong, but also benefits from his wisdom.

But in the later stage, it is quite a pool of life, in order to avoid almost never go out, and don't dare to interact with colleagues.

Since Xiaoqiao worships Datang Jun Li Jing, can of course know his brilliant life.

But she is immersed in "Happy Mother".

In the joy, where there is still a thought to ponder the husband, say that Li Jing is not good? Just is afraid of husband's crow mouth, will say that it is not conducive to his son, this is timely interruption, and ask: "Then you said, what should he call?"

"This, I have to think about it."

I looked at the small bridge, and I got a yawn, I closed my eyes, my husband looked up.

Just now, this world is still flashing thunder, silver snake, as if there is any demon ghost to escape from the city.

But now, it is another scene.

Wind is calm.

Haishuheqing.

The moon is head.

The geese of the night, screamed, and flying at the top and south.

Xiaoqiao also heard the sound of the geese, and also lifted his head, muttered: "North Yanfei South -"

The husband immediately said: "That is Li Beiyan.

"This name is not good."

The bridge immediately shook his head and went behind, smiled: "I look, just like Li Nan.

"Surname Li, Li Southern? Good.

Just like Li Nan!

The husband immediately nodded, then it was rolling the sky fart, and only praise the history of the lady, exported, quite Cao Zijian seven steps to make the style of the stage, let him can't help but worship, kiss her foot and so on.

"Go to death.

The small bridge is blushing, holding a child who has already slept, standing slowly, whispering: "Southern, Li Southern, we go home.

Li Nan was taken away by a couple of couples.

The moon, but it slowly covered with a dark cloud.

Running, start again!

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With almost shocked the entire world, the rainpoint of the yellow bean, no signs from the sky without signs.

A woman who is scattered, from the south, falling into the ran.