Qing was tolerant and did not cry. After putting down his hands, he caught a glimpse of the broken plaster blocks on the bed sheet.

This should be the little mink that burst into adulthood.

He was worried about his body that he thought of: "Show me your arm! Didn't he have a fracture before?"

The little girl at the bedside was still crazy and shy the moment before, but seeing the tears in Qingrong's pupils and the look of him worried about him, all of these touched her.

She slowly stretched out her pink little arm, looked at it, and then said, "It's okay."

Fearing that he wouldn't believe it, she stretched her arms in his direction.

The little girl showed half of her shoulders, beautiful little face, clear big eyes, and silver hair. She was full of deep affection when she stared at him like this.

Qingrong took a deep breath, rushed forward, hugged her in her arms regardless of scruples, holding her tightly, and holding her tightly: "Great! Great! I can hold you like this and talk to you like this! Think about it, it's great! You won't even know how surprised I am!"

Think about lifting your eyelids upwards.

Because anyone has heard that when you look up your eyelids, tears will not fall.

As a result, she found that everything was futile.

Her fingers could clearly touch her beloved boy, and her senses were completely different from when she was a little marten before. She liked to get along with him like a human being now, and the feeling of hugging each other between lovers was the most down-to-earth and warmth.

"I don't know why this is happening. I think it has something to do with Liuguang sending me so many dewdrops every day. I used to pick dewdrops myself, which was one or two drops a day, which was good. But Liuguang sent a lot every day during this period, and I drank so much. I missed Liuguang too much."

"I'm not afraid, I'll be able to repay my kindness in the future!" Qingrong really didn't want to let her go for a moment.

There were two gurgling sounds in the air.

Qingrong suddenly laughed: "I can't live without you, but your stomach is roaring."

If it weren't for hearing this sound, Qingrong would have almost forgotten that he planned to prepare a midnight snack for Xiao Diao.

Thinking about the red ears, my head was hanging down, my childish little face was tender, and I glanced at him with embarrassment, then pulled the quilt up little by little, covering my exposed white shoulders: "You, don't look at others like this!"

Qingrong ignored it, looked at her deeply, grabbed her head and kissed her deeply!

No matter how old she is now, no matter whether this is the case or not, he only knows that she is Ji Xiangrong and the princess of his life.

The little girl's face was staggered with breathing, and her whole cheeks looked like a blooming peach blossom. Her shy posture made Qingrong's heart feel furry and itchy. She wanted to do more to her, but this little girl was not yet developed!

"Mirror, mirror!"

Thinking about closing his eyes, pointing to the direction of the bathroom, remembering something, opening his eyes to look at him, seeing the scorching flames in his eyes, her heart pounding like a drum, and pointing to the wardrobe, and saying, "Clothes!"

Qingrong grabbed the back of her head again and then kissed her deeply. Then she got up and walked to the closet, took a big T-shirt from him, and put it on her head without saying a word.

"Ah, don't look at me! I hate it!"

"Hurry up! Put your left hand in, right hand!"

"No, don't touch me!"

"What's wrong with touching it? There's not a few taels of meat!"

"Qingrong! I will grow up!"

"I know, I'm looking forward to it!"

"Don't touch my ass!"

"Not touching, just holding it and holding it, don't make a fuss!"

The boy helped the little girl put on her clothes, grabbed her from her armpits with both hands, lifted her body upwards, and he lifted her whole body up, and he held her little butt with one hand!

The boy hugged her, let her sit in his arms, and then carried her to the bathroom with a smile.

In front of the clear and wide mirror, I opened my mouth wide in surprise.

This look is exactly the same as when she was a child, but after all, she was reborn on Xiao Diao, so she still retains some of the characteristics of Xiao Diao, such as silver hair like snow satin, and her pupils that look more innocent and moist than before.

After this transformation, her skin was better than before, and her facial features seemed more energetic than before.

Anyway, the little girl doesn’t look like a human, she looks like a little fairy girl falling from the sky!

Qingrong likes the more she looks at it: "I really want to have such a daughter..."

"Get out!" The childish child voice immediately refuted his words: "Who is your daughter!"

Deep: "..."

Well, he admitted that she said the wrong thing: "Think about it, why do I feel that as long as I can hear you speak, even if I scold me, my heart will be warm. Do you think I am looking for abuse?"

The boy deliberately pleased her, and then got closer and kissed her on her neck.

She was clearly the one who was reborn in the animal, but why did he feel that he was in heat now and could not control himself?

It’s not enough to just hold her and kiss her like this.

The little girl looked at him, then looked at her wide blue T-shirt that looked like a dress, and said, "I don't look anything, but this hair is not easy to go out on the street, right?"

Qingrong was stunned: "Going to the street?"

He freed up a hand to pull a strand of her hair and looked at it, as if considering the feasibility of her words.

However, the touch of this hair was just like her smooth skin, which made him unable to let go!

The little girl nodded, but looked at him with disgust: "It's so unpleasant to be forced to eat the grilled fish you make every day! The medicinal meal given by Aunt Shi is delicious, but I'm almost tired of it. I also want to try Korean, Italian, and French... "

As she spoke, Qingrong's face became darker and darker.

You know, he had never cooked before. Even the tomato and egg noodles were Mu Tianxing’s birthday, so the three brothers followed Qu Shiwen to learn a simple trick and collectively made a birthday noodles for Mu Tianxing.

After so many days, as a prince, he served her so hard, she actually disliked her and thought the things he made were unpalatable?

However, the childish childish voice suddenly stopped.

Because a girl saw his gloomy face, and his delicate little butt was hit hard by him: "You still eat it if you don't eat it?"

"Bastard! I'm so old, why are you still slapping me in the middle of the span!"

"But I hit the little kid who was a few years old! Not only did I hit, I also touched it!"

"Stop! Stop!"

The two of them were fighting and fighting like this, and Qingrong's suite, which always talks about herself, suddenly became warm and vivid.
Chapter completed!