Transmigration: Rural Sweet Wife

Suddenly, Murong Ting followed song qiuer's eyes and saw that there was a small glass bottle on the table. There was nothing in it. This made Murong Ting feel strange. There was nothing in it. How could song qiuer be so absorbed in it?

Murong Ting felt a little strange. After looking at the bottle for several times, he only felt that the bottle looked no different from the ordinary one. The material was just some ordinary materials that could be seen. Murong Ting didn't understand why song qiuer had been staring at the glass bottle for so long.

Relying on Murong Ting's arms, song qiuer looks at the glass bottle, reaches out his hand, stops in the air, and puts it down.

Murong ting in Song qiuer's starry eyes, only saw the strong memories.

Even if Murong Ting didn't know what happened, he knew that it was of great significance to song qiuer.

I had to think for a long time in my mind, searching for the so-called memory of the glass bottle.

At last, it made him think of this glass bottle. At that time, after song qiuer and I went out, we met fireflies. I thought song qiuer would like it, so I caught a lot of fireflies for her and put them in the bottle.

Song qiuer took it and went home laughing all the way. However, to Murong Ting's surprise, song qiuer took the bottle and went home, so he directly opened the bottle cap and let the fireflies fly away.

I just remember that when Huo Xi watched the night elf flying out of the room, he felt really puzzled. He didn't see fireflies around here. Why did he come out all of a sudden?

Murong Ting was surprised to see that song qiuer let go the fireflies. Anyway, he didn't catch the fireflies himself. He just told the phantom to catch some for song qiuer when he was playing.

I can see that song qiuer likes these things very much. Since this is the case, let song qiuer catch some and keep them by himself.

Just when Murong Ting took out the small bottle of silver firefly, sure enough, Murong Ting was very satisfied with song qiuer's appearance. Song qiuer's reaction was what he needed. Only see song qiuer looking at the firefly, eyes are full of surprise.

Mirage in the dark looking at Song qiuer so violent things, this oneself hard to catch so long firefly, directly by the little girl directly to let out, this heart, only with, endless sigh.

Looking at Song qiuer, mirage is not happy or sad. Naturally, he does not dare to say something about the little girl in secret. He is also worried about his master. If he loves the little girl very much, if he dares to say that the little girl is not good at all, his master will have to take revenge on the little girl, I don't have the habit of trying to get shot in the head.

Just, I looked at Song qiuer and let them go without blinking. My heart ached. I always felt that my hard work was so "Hua" and all of them were gone.

"Don't qiuer like it?" Murong Ting asked song qiuer with a smile. No matter what she did to her little girl, she supported her. However, she was also very curious. She was very fond of these things. At that time, she saw the joy in her eyes. How could she let these things go now?

"Fifty days of growth, just for five days of bloom, people finally can fly freely in the air, if we even kill this, it is unfair to them, and the firefly in the air, when flying freely, is the best." Song qiuer looked at the group of fireflies flying in the air and whispered this sentence.

Song qiuer didn't notice that when he said this, Murong Ting looked at him, and there was a look of admiration.

At that moment, the two talents are really, really, soul, but also mutual appreciation and attraction.

She was much more gentle than she thought.

Mirage looks at Song qiuer, looks at the bottle, remembers this thing, and suddenly understands that why song qiuer shows this look is not related to other things, just because it's all their memories.

"It doesn't matter. You can give it to other people here. We'll leave one month later. You just use this time to cultivate some people. Then, you give them the hospital here, and you go to the capital with me. I'll wait for you. "All right?"

Murong Ting embraces song qiuer, his eyes are full of tenderness, looking at Song qiuer, saying all this, the last sentence gives song qiuer the activation of refusing, even if Murong Ting doesn't want song qiuer to refuse himself, but it still gives song qiuer the opportunity to repent.

"Good." One word, one word, one promise. Song qiuer looks at Murong ting with tenderness in his eyes. He is very happy that Murong Ting can understand himself. He is happy that he has given himself enough tolerance and patience to wait for him.

All of a sudden, song qiuer began to feel as if, if only in this way, he seemed to Murong court, as if! He is really special, song qiuer has infinite joy in his heart.

Song bao'er suddenly heard this move, his heart is not happy, and immediately began to think, what should I do next.

I'm not willing to give up murongting, but now people have to go. If I just wait, then naturally, I don't even have the chance to fight for it.

Thinking, that night, Qian and song bao'er ran home.

Murongting is busy with song qiuer now, trying to finish the work earlier. At this time, no one is in the mood to think whether there are two people missing in the backyard. Song Dazhuang looks at Song Baoer and Qian who are running back in the dark, and he is full of doubts.

After a while, Qian sat down and drank two glasses of water. Then he and uncle Song said, "hurry up, we're going to the capital."

Hearing this, uncle song was very puzzled and asked, "how can I go to the capital? It's good to be here. I've lived here for generations. How can I suddenly go to the capital?"

Uncle song is not willing to go so far away from the capital. He always feels that he has lived here for so many generations. Does this place mean he can go as soon as he goes?

"Ah, your baby daughter is going to pass. Everyone in the capital is rich. Don't you want your baby daughter to live better?" Qian looked at Uncle song and wanted to point at his forehead and stab him several times before he was reconciled.

"But we don't know anyone when we go to the capital. How can we live this day?" Uncle song's thinking is more comprehensive than that of Qian's. he suddenly thinks that if he goes to the capital, where should he come from.

Qian's dream of becoming a sparrow into a phoenix is that he knows song bao'er, who is not the material of the good mother of the yuan family. Even if he goes to the capital, it's not likely that there will really be dignitaries who look up to her.