"It's all my fault. If I hadn't insisted on looking for Ziyu Ganoderma lucidum, he wouldn't have been hurt to save me. Woo... Cousin... If he had something... I don't want to live..." he was full of grievances. At this moment, he couldn't stand it anymore. Tong Xiaoman held Zhao Yi and couldn't help crying.

"Little baby, don't do this, don't cry, OK? You're crying so much that my heart hurts..." Zhao Yi hasn't seen her so sad. The blockage in her heart can't help complaining about nalanche and Ma egg. Why did she make herself into this virtue and make the little barbarian cry, which made him wet his eyes. It's disgusting

"Woo... I don't want him to do anything... I want him to live... Woo... I can't do anything... As long as he lives..." Tong Xiaoman cried. He couldn't help raising his fist and pounded hard at Zhao Yi's chest. There was no way. She wanted to vent.

Zhao Yi was miserable immediately. His cousin was not a vegetarian. He was so hurt that he wanted to run away with tears when he was beaten.

Nalanxi looked at the cousins in front of him, took an apple from his pocket, wiped it with his sleeve, and then reached out and patted Tong Xiaoman on the shoulder.

The little pretty girl who was crying bitterly was disturbed. She immediately looked up unhappily and asked for noodles in clear soup: "what are you doing?" didn't you see that she was sad?

"Please eat an apple, bite hard and chew hard. You can reduce pressure." nalanxi took the apple in his hand and sent it to her.

Tong Xiaoman seemed to find the man in front of him. He was stunned and took the apple he handed him. His pretty face was full of tears and showed a surprised look: "are you nalanche's uncle?" he looked a little similar to nalanche. Although she hadn't seen him, her intuition told her that the man in front of her could definitely make people feel amazing and bright in front of her, It must be naranchi, the dandy Playboy naranchi often mentioned in naranchi's mouth.

It is said that nalanxi's favorite fruit is apples. The degree of infatuation has reached the peak of metamorphosis, because no one will put apples in his pocket at any time, and he is the most wonderful one, that is, he is the only one. When he meets for the first time, he can take an apple out of his pocket and invite her to eat.

"Unfortunately, the smelly boy seriously injured inside is my nephew." nalanxi said with a smile.

What kind of relative is this? Nalan Che's life and death are uncertain inside. He can still laugh. Tong Xiaoman frowned.

"You are the closest person to the smelly boy. You should believe him, shouldn't you?" Nalan shrugged and said.

Tong Xiaoman grabbed the apple in his hand and nodded passively: "yes, I believe him."

"I also believe him. He must be reluctant to leave you." nalanxi reached out and patted her on the shoulder, blinked and said with a smile, "you'd better keep your tears until he dies, or when he wakes up, he can't see or hear. What's the use of you? What a waste."

When Tong Xiaoman heard the speech, she couldn't help laughing if she wasn't really sad, but he made sense. She raised her sleeves, wiped the tears off her face, and then shouted, "he won't give up me. He won't die."

"That's right." the child can teach. He likes this girl. It's perfect to be his nephew's daughter-in-law. Nalanxi showed a satisfied smile on his face.

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