Her voice was cold and heartless, and her eyes were fixed on her, as if thinking about how to start.

Ye Yuning had a cold war and shivered all over. At this time, she had no doubt that he had killed her.

I was so sorry that I would like to take my words back.

"Ah Mo, I'm sorry, I listen to you. Let me go. I feel terrible."

"Well, I'll kill you. You'll never live till tomorrow." Mu Jin Mo coldly smiles, releases the hand, takes out the snow-white handkerchief, carefully wipes, throws casually, as if no one else floats away.

Ye Yuning covers her hot throat and falls to the ground with tears flowing in her heart.

How could he be so cruel to her?

Different from their killing, Xiaoya follows Zhuo ran carefully, for fear of getting lost.

Zhuo ran stopped and sighed gently and pulled her to her side.

As soon as she earned her small hand, she refused to let him hold hands, and she followed him in front of him without saying a word.

Zhuo ran can't do anything about her, so she should walk slowly.

"Little girl."

Xiaoya stepped on his shadow, one foot after another, lazily answered, "eh? "

he stopped talking, and then he called out," Xiaoya. "

Xiaoya looked at his back impatiently, "why?"

If you have something to say, why do you always call her name?

Zhuo ran pursed his lips, hesitated for a long time, and asked softly, "you Really not going back with him? "

Xiaoya heard the worry in his voice and was inexplicably happy.

She said with a smile, "don't go back for the time being. Let's play for a while."

"You..." Zhuo ran couldn't see her expression, nor could he guess her mind. He simply went to her right side and pulled her sleeve with one hand. "Are those words serious?"

The little girl doesn't like walking at night. She doesn't like to walk in front of her at night. She always thinks that ghosts and monsters will spring out in the dark night. She always likes to follow others. It's a strange habit.

But because it was her, she tried to accommodate.

Xiaoya's eyes dribbled around, remembering that they were still in the cold war, and her mouth was one toot, "what's really going on? What about fake? What's your business? "

Isn't he a drag?

Don't you want to ignore her?

Zhuo ran sighed again, his voice was very low, like a whisper, "don't go, stay..."

Before he finished speaking, a dark figure jumped out of her side. She was so scared that she ran into Zhuo Ran's arms and didn't dare to look up. She screamed, "ghost, Zhuo ran brother, there is a ghost."

Iron jade very speechless toward the sky rolled a white eye, "have I so handsome and unrestrained ghost?"

All blame Bai Qianqian. What ghost stories do you want to tell your children.

Not only in the middle of the night, but also with a variety of voices, the adults were greatly stimulated, not to mention the children.

Look at Xiaoya, afraid to run around in the middle of the night.

Er, is it the original intention of Bai Qianqian?

Xiaoya heard the familiar voice, secretly raised her head, and saw that it was the second uncle of iron. She breathed heavily and pushed Zhuo ran away.

"Second uncle tie, don't jump around at night. It will frighten people to death."

Zhuo ran looked at the empty hands, inexplicably empty heart.

Can't you let him hold him for a while?

He shamefully missed the feeling of Wen Xiang Nuan Yu.

Tiezhongyu despised his nephew. He is a hopeless guy. He is usually more free and easy. He is so rebellious that he is now driven out of his wits by a little girl.

"If you are so timid, what can you do?"

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