Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

In the study, unintentional is painting.

Nangong Beibei came forward, reached out and knocked on the door. After the word "come in" was unintentionally uttered, Nangong Beibei pushed the door and went in.

Inadvertently seeing her, he put his pen on the inkstone and said with a smile, "Beibei, come here."

"Well." Nangong Beibei nodded and took a closer look. There are several strokes on the rice paper. It looks like a portrait, but it's just a general outline. Nothing else.

Nangong Beibei can't speak any more and points out his intention: "Xiaodong wakes up. Aunt Liu is feeding him porridge. I'll let you go and feel his pulse to see how he is recovering."

"So... Let's go and have a look." Unintentionally nodded, left from the front of the desk, followed Nangong Beibei to Xiaodong's room.

In the door, Aunt Liu is holding a bowl to get up. Xiao Dong has been in a coma for several months. Now he wakes up, and his body is a bit empty. He needs more tonic.

"Young master." Aunt Liu nodded to unintentionally.

Unintentionally, he walked over and put his hand on Xiaodong's pulse. After a moment, he put Xiaodong's hand back into the quilt and tucked in the corner for him.

This just a voice: "the body has no big problem, eat more delicious tonic on the line."

Nangong Beibei is very happy. He bypasses unintentionally and sits on the edge of the bed. He touches Xiaodong's head with a smile on his face. "Xiaodong, you're good. You're not allowed to run around. You're not allowed to worry about your sister. Do you know

I thought Xiaodong and butterfly would be safe together, but I didn't expect that Xiaodong would be poisoned. If it wasn't for carelessness, I'm afraid Xiaodong's poison hasn't been relieved.

If it goes on for a long time, Nangong Beibei will never forgive himself.

"Xiaodong won't let her sister worry next time. In the future, Xiaodong will protect her." Xiaodong nodded, but his eyes became very firm.

Nangong Beibei chuckled and knocked on his head: "to protect my sister, how can you do this now? It's better to get better soon. "

In such a strange time and space, someone said that she was happy to protect her, but Xiaodong's words amused her inexplicably.

"Well, I will grow up and protect my sister in the future." Xiao Dong's face was full of promise, and there was a curved smile on the corner of his mouth.

Nangong Beibei, however, noticed that he was worried and went out with his hands on his back. Nangong Beibei was surprised and told Xiaodong: "then you have to keep your word. Now you have to have a good rest. My sister will go out first."

"Good."

Nangong Beibei came out of the room, but he saw that he had no intention to put his hands on his back and looked into the distance. His face sank a little more than just now.

"Is something wrong with Xiaodong, or?" Nangong Beibei surmised in his heart.

Unintentionally shook his head, No.

Silent for a moment, inadvertently just said: "looking at Xiaodong's age, I just think of myself at that time." This is where the heartless depression lies.

At that time, he also said that he would protect his mother and his sister, but he was so cowardly that he could not bear the bullying and wanted to jump into the river with Wu Yue. At the critical moment, even if he was weak, but it hurt no month, no heart, sorrow from the heart, full of suffering.

"Although things can't be changed, it is unintentional. If the moon is still there, you won't be blamed. Besides, I will help you to look into this matter. Maybe Wuyue is not dead at all. " Nangong Beibei was relieved. Originally, he wanted to reach out and pat unintentionally on the shoulder.

But thinking that the thought of the ancients may be more feudal, men and women are different, or take back their own actions.

And last time, she also mentioned to Wu Xin that Wu Yue was still alive. It's just that there were so many things later that she forgot them. This time, she took Xiao Dong back with her and had to investigate the life experience of Du Xin'er. It's also an account for Wu Xin and a thought for him.

Inadvertently pursed lips, eyes inside rendering on the deep grief, how possible, on the river water so fast, no month and so small, how can there be the possibility of survival?

"Brother, don't think about the past. There is still a long way to go. Besides, I am as like as two peas in your mother's family. Where will the world be exactly the same? When I find out everything, the truth will come out.

"Well." Unintentionally, only one word was given.

There are many people as like as two peas in the world, but there are few people who look alike, but apart from mother and daughter, they are not likely to exist.

The reason why Nangong Beibei was saved was that her face was similar.

Nangong Beibei is inconvenient to talk more and stands quietly. Sometimes, company is also a kind of advice. But the words she had just comforted made her think of the cold wind.

Cold wind and wind reverse dye are almost the same face, not like the relationship between her and toxin. But if cold wind is wind reverse dye, why is it like this?

Is it really Lin xian'er's move?

"What are you thinking, Beibei?" Inadvertently, Nangong Beibei fell into silence. With a slight frown, Nangong Beibei was reminded.

"No, I'm just thinking about Leng Feng and a friend. They look too much alike." Nangong Beibei truthfully said what he thought.

"In your heart, you are still concerned about the cold wind." The onlooker sees clearly when he is in the game. If he is not in the fog, he can see clearly.

However, Nangong Beibei denied: "no, I'm just curious."

She really has a cold wind in her heart, but it doesn't mean that she is still worried about it. Moreover, she just happened to talk about something she didn't care about and thought of him.

"It's true that there are many people who are similar in appearance, but it's not ruled out that they are family members." Unintentionally, he gave Nangong Beibei such a sentence.

At present, there is only such an explanation of the past.

Nangong Beibei's Willow eyebrows frowned, perplexed. Why?

Is Feng nieran Lengfeng's brother or brother?

However, in her memory, there is also Lin xian'er's attitude. Ah Ling and other people have never thought so. The most likely thing is that the cold wind is the wind.

But why did Feng Ni ran die at that time? How did he become the cold wind now? What happened at that time? Would toxin die? Why did Lin xian'er leave?

All this is a fog. Nangong Beibei wants to get rid of the fog. He wants to give an account to toxin'er and his love!