My Youth Began With Him

"Oh... scared me." Huo Mian was a little nervous.

"The little guy must have heard the noise and was woken up."

Messiah said with a smile.

Huo Mian felt that the child was fine, and finally relieved.

"He just fell asleep, how cute you look at him..."

"Can you see it?" Huo Mian had some surprises.

"Yes, this color super is combined with the four-dimensional, you can clearly see the baby's appearance."

"Does he have a umbilical cord around his neck?" Huo Mian was a little worried.

"Nothing at all, he is very smart... he protects himself very well."

Huo Mian smiled.

"I will print it for you."

"Well, there are photos... I have to watch."

"it is good."

When the Messiah handed the little guy's thoughts to Huo Mian.

She suddenly wet her eyes.

"He is so ugly..." Huo Mian is actually super happy and super sweet.

"Where is ugly, very beautiful... looks a bit like you..."

"I am as ugly as I am, how good is my father..." Huo Mian felt.

"But don't you say... daughters are like dads, sons are like mothers?"

"Well, we China is like this..."

Huo Mian looked at the photo, holding it carefully, like a baby.

"Miss Xiaomian, now you can rest assured, let's go out, there is radiation, afraid of bad for the fetus."

"Yep."

The Messiah accompanied Xiaomian and turned back to the room. There was no black day during the day.

Because Huo Mian has never been out since I have never seen it before, I have never seen the sun.

But fortunately, there are clocks in the room, you can know the time and calculate the time.

When I went back, the Messiah supported Xiaomian and just walked to the door.

I saw Lin Ya standing there.

She is a white crystal dress... always beautiful like a goddess, so there is a sense of distance.

"Lord." Messiah was busy with the salute.

Huo Mian looked at her with vigilance.

"Where are you going?" Lin Ya smiled and laughed very fakely.

"The Lord, Miss Xiaomian..."

Messiah wants to explain that the voice has not fallen, and the slap is on the face.

This is the first time Huo Mian has seen Lin Ya shot.

Her speed is very fast...just like Layla.

I haven't seen it clearly yet. There are two more palm prints on the face of Messiah.

And look at the imprint, playing very hard, or else it will not be so swollen.

"I asked you? I want you to talk more... When is this slave you so bold?"

For a moment, Lin Ya returned to the original standing position.

It’s like never moving your hand.

"The Lord, the subordinates are wrong."

The Messiah hurryed down... frightened.

This is also the first time that Huo Mian has seen Lin Ya’s temper, which is simply too moody.

"What do you want to play with Messiah, I want her to take me..."

Huo Mian has some self-blame, blocking the Messiah, for fear that she is being slapped by Lin Ya.

"The slaves are not obedient, I naturally want to teach... Xiaomian... Do you think about coloring, how about... What does the baby look like, let me see?"

Lin Ya smiled and reached out to Huo Mian.

"Do you still care about this?"

"Of course, this is my little grandson..."

I don't know why, every time Lin Ya smiles, or the gentle voice, makes Huo Mian feel extraordinarily surprised.

"I don't feel sorry for you... Are you still having something, please come back, I am going to sleep."

Huo Mian did not want to continue the dialogue with Lin Ya.