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In the pavilion of Bai Xuan Xuan, there is no worries on the railing to look at the small fish in the pool.

Colorful fish, sometimes chasing bubbles, sometimes hiding into the lotus leaves, so happy and free.

Unconsciously, no worries have wet the eyes.

"Looking at the little fish?"

The gentle voice came, and there was a black cloak on the shoulder.

"String brother."

I went to the wetness in my eyes, turned around with no worries and smiled.

"The wind is big here, let's go back."

Wen Xian took the worry-free walk out of the pavilion.

Let the temperature string lead, no worries look at the side of the string.

Ming tomorrow is together, but she can't see him enough.

It seems that I feel the worry-free look, the warm string lips are not consciously rising, and the hand holding the worry-free hand is also gently tightened.

"Hey and Auntie are going back to the Devils to prepare for the wedding."

"Ok."

No worries, nodded gently.

"What kind of gift do you like?"

The temperature string suddenly stopped and looked no worries.

"what?"

No worries, the eyes are actually confused.

Looking at the confused look of worrylessness, warming the lips, leaning over her lips and kissing.

"It is a gift of sorrow."

The worry-free little face is reddish, and I look at the warm string seriously. "I don't want a gift. My mother has already prepared the best gift for me."

Looking at myself in the eyes of worry-free, Wen Ling instantly understood the best gift she said.

Wen Xianjun's face is reddish, and the sweetness that can't be said in my heart.

If there is a corner of the roof that seems to have no eyes, Wen Xian took the worry-free hand back to the room.

On the roof, a figure slowly came out of the shadows.

"You already knew she was a woman?"

The heavy voice seems to suppress the great pain.

Tang Xiaoxiao sneered, "I don't know."

If she knew that she was a woman, she would not give her a sweetheart, but would give her a poison directly.

"But whether she is a woman or a man, it won't belong to you."

The sound of the banter is full of ridicule.

Zhong Lijun was angry for a moment, holding a small neck of Tang, tightening it and tightening it.

Looking at the murderous intention of the clock in the eyes of the eyes, Tang Xiao carefully shook, but forced to calm down.

"How... now I see that she is...female, you regret it..."

"Oh..." Zhong Li angered and laughed, suddenly Panasonic, "Do you think he will let you go? You are waiting to be chased."

Tang Xiaoxiao looked at the back of Zhong Lijun, his hands clenched his fists.

Was it chased? Even if she died, she would pull the woman to do the back.

At noon, I used lunch and I was on the chaise couch.

The warm string is coming in with the tray, and there is no worries like falling asleep.

Gently put the tray on the table, and the cloak that the temperature string took over was about to cover her, but she blinked.

There is a ripple in the water of the Qingling, which is a little sleepy.

"What is the taste?"

Smell the smell of medicine, worry-free eyebrows.

The warm strings are light and flashing. "It’s a small four-child giving you a new soup."

Wen string said, turned to the table and picked up the medicine bowl.

Carelessly staring at the brown soup in Wenling's hand, his face was pale and his eyes were full of fear.

"I... I am already good, no need to take any more medicine."

Panicked down from the chaise couch, no worries to run, but was hugged by the string.

The temperature string is not aware of the worry-free, only thinking that she is afraid of taking medicine.

"This is the last pair. You don't have to eat it after you finish eating."

The string was softly squeaking, and while picking up a spoonful of soup, it was blown and sent to her lips.

No worries, stiff, leaning back, "I don't want to eat."

"Oh, obedient, it will be cold in a while."

Looking at the little eyes of no worries and resistance, the temperature string is somewhat unbearable, but it is still persistence.

"Do you want me to drink?" No worries, no hiding, seriously watching the string.

The string of the body was stiff, and the bottom of the eye passed through a bitter bitterness, and the corners of the lips were barely pulled.

"I have tasted it, not very bitter, not too difficult to drink."

Looking at the warm strings and strong things, the worry-free heart hurts.

"Okay, I drink."

No worries, cover the tears in the eyes, get together, drink the soup in the spoon.

See the worry-free drink of the soup, the string of the hand trembled, the medicine bowl almost fell to the ground.

The pain of the sea, from the apex of the heart to the whole body, makes him feel even difficult to breathe.

No worries, the temperature string immediately forced the pain of the bottom of the heart, and picked up a spoonful of soup, and sent it to the worry-free lips.

No worries drink very quickly, as long as it is warm string feeding, she will drink without a drop, and soon the medicine bowl will bottom out.

"String brother, I want to eat candied fruit." Drink the last bite of soup, no worries.

"Well, I will take it."

The effort of a bowl of medicine is so hoarse.

Put down the soup bowl, turn the temperature string, and step out of the room with a heavy step.

The wind blew through the eyes, and a drop of tears fell from the corner of the eye.

In the ear room, there was no worries holding the copper basin, and the spit was awkward. The sound of a loud vomiting seemed to spit out the internal organs.

When Wenling took the candied fruit back, worry-free is no longer in the room.

"No worries..."

Wen string hurriedly turned, but suddenly fell off when he saw the figure at the door.

No worries, licking my lips, "I am going to fetch water, I want to wash my face."

"I come."

The warm string took the copper basin in the hands of worry-free and put it on the shelf.

Worrying, I walked over and carefully washed my face.

"Honey."

A paper bag was handed over.

The worry-free light flashes lightly, and the paper bag is opened, and the sallow fingers are pinched and handed to the warm string lips.

Eat warmly.

No worries, "Is it delicious?"

Warm string nod.

No worries, but pinch one and put it in your mouth.

Very sweet taste, but can't cover the bitterness of her heart.

After another day, no worries were taken back to the devil world.

In the evening, Ye Binging was covered and covered in a worry-free room.

"Nanny?"

No worries, blink of an eye, a look of doubt.

What happened to the mother? Quarrel with you?

No, 爹爹 always loves my mother, what are the mothers saying? How can I quarrel at the end?

Ye Bing condensed his lips and walked over to put the cover on the bed.

"Tonight, my mother will accompany you to sleep."

“Really?” No worries and eyes wide open.

Looking at the worry-free and cute look, Ye Binging couldn't help but pinch her little face. "Go to the bath."

"Ok."

No worries, nodded and ran into the ear room.

"Mother...mother..."

Worry-free, just sitting in the tub, Ye Binging came in, shy and worried, immediately did not enter the water.

"What's so shameful in front of the mother? The mother kisses you back."

Ye Bing squinted his eyes and no worries, then picked up a cloth towel to help him worry.

"I, I am not used to it for a while."

No worries blushing, squatting in the water does not dare to move.

From the time she remembered, no one had helped her take a shower.

In fact, not only is the bath, almost everything, she is doing it alone. One person takes a bath, one dresses, one sleeps, and one plays.

I didn’t know why I didn’t allow others to enter her yard. She was not allowed to play with her children of the same age. She even refused to let her be close to her. Now she finally understood.

For so many years, it is very hard for a person to keep this secret.

Ye Binging's movements in his hand, a flash of tears in his eyes.

Did not say anything, silently help worryless.

After bathing, I was lying in Ye Bing's arms without worry.

"Mother, this seems to be the first time you hold me like this."

Exquisite little faces have joy, joy, and satisfaction.

Ye Bing condensed his nose with a sore throat and a tear in his eyes.

For fifteen years, she actually held her child like this for the first time. She is really the most incompetent mother under the day.

Worry, sorry...

"Mother, I want to string my brother."

The soft voice is full of thoughts.

It was only separated in the afternoon, but she felt that they had been for a long time.

Secretly wiped away the tears in the corner of the eye, Ye Bing smiled softly. "Tomorrow will be a kiss, and you will see your string brother every day."

"Ok."

No worries nodding, she wants to see the string brother every day, every day, every day.

Early in the morning, everyone went to the Devils to participate in a warm and worry-free wedding.

For the wedding to do in the devil world, the most dissatisfied is the imperial concubine.

Where is the marriage, the wedding is in the woman's side, should we still live in the devil world after marriage? That string is not the son-in-law of the inverted door.

The most important thing is that after the surname of the doll, the surname is impossible, and the surname is not good.

Thinking this way, the old man licked his beard with satisfaction.

This question can be found in a moment to find opportunities and strings to talk about.

In the Devil World, the Junjia Ancestral Hall is holding a worry-free and sorrowful ceremony.

Today is a day of worry-free and warm-hearted, and it is also the birth of a fifteen-year-old.

In the center of the main hall, Duanmu was combing his hair with no worries, while the warmer on the side was holding a few jade.

In the future, the mother-in-law and the younger sister are the guests and the secretary of the ceremony. That is a good arrangement.

After the end of the ceremony, I was replaced by a worry.

Although the marriage was set in a hurry, Ye Binging still personally sewed this suit for worry-free.

The red long mopping skirt is cut to the right size, and the worry-free and exquisite figure is completely sketched out. The elves in the skirt are dancing like a living, the delicate princess crown is encrusted with pink gems, and the pure pink water The happy echoes.

Looking at the beautiful fairy daughter in front of her eyes, Ye Binging suddenly was very sad.

The daughter is going to marry, but she thinks she has a daughter for a few days.

Fortunately, my daughter is staying in the devil world. If she is really married, isn’t it the same as digging her heart?

At this time, it is more innocent than Ye Binging.

They all said that the daughter is the palm of the hand, the intimate little cotton jacket, and the innocent and worry-free, but also in the palm of the hand, afraid of falling, with fear in the mouth, such a great pet, how to be willing at this time .

Worry-free pull up the skirt, go to Ye Binging and Jun innocent, slowly kneel down.

Just after squatting, the two went forward together, and they wanted to raise worry-free, but they were unwilling.

"Hey, mother, please be prayed by my daughter."

For a moment, the three heads are slammed down.

Ye Binging burst into tears, and no evil is better than him. His eyes are red like rabbits.

"Shantou, we don't marry well, and support you forever."

... worry-free dumbfounded, Ye Binging is also dumbfounded.

This guy (爹爹) should not be remorse.

"cough......"

Waiting for no worries, there was a light cough outside the door.