[69 Book Bar-www.] One sentence made her who was on the verge of collapse and despair! In fact, she had known for a long time that in this life, he could no longer see his own good again! The destined ending may be the only one who has been waiting for her for the rest of her life!

With the harsh conditions and natural weakness, she fell ill and dying shortly after moving to the broken room. And until the moment of death, he could not give her the title, and even the body was buried, and there was not even a tombstone!

After Long Biyao's death, the young Long Yini was helpless and could starve to death at any time. Fortunately, at this moment, a kind-hearted maid appeared. She endured the ridicule of others and took good care of Long Yini and raised her. And this maid was Xi Liu and Huier's mother, a kind-hearted woman...

The thin willow eyes were fixed and looked forward. The playful childish face hidden under the dust appeared and disappeared. Long Biyao's tragedy ended. But obviously, her death did not bring away all the pain. The tragedy continued to happen...

"You did a great job. I will count one, two, three later. When I count to three, you will feel tired and fall asleep. But before you wake up next time, you will forget everything that happened, do you know?"

The soft magnetic sound is like the moment when the charming sunset in the autumn wind caresses the face of the Shanghai, beautiful and intoxicating. Xi Liu nodded in a daze and replied mechanically, "Yes, Miss."

With her red lips slowly opened, her smile was like the sunshine falling from the gaps between the leaves. "One...two..."

She watched Xi Liu's every move, accompanied by a crisp sound of fingers, "Three!" Xi Liu obediently closed her eyes and lay back on the bed and fell asleep, as if nothing had happened.

She chuckled lazily, and at this moment, a biting cold wind penetrated the wall, stinging the delicate skin that should have been broken by the fingers. She frowned in dissatisfaction, "Gulu, Gulu..." Her stomach was not competing for a long time and she was hungry.

"Screams cut through the long dark night, perfume reveals your direction, the fragrance disappears by the Seine River, the meteor seduces the full moon in the middle of the night, I skip over Notre Dame, turn around, I come to the beautiful barrier, and start the show..."

Humming, Jolin Tsai's "Spy J" didn't expect that he would be like Long Yini, who was dark and helpless, stuck tightly on a kitchen wall at this moment, and imagined so much!

In the kitchen

"Master, have you smelled a sensation... a sensation..."

"What?" The middle-aged man, who was called "master", had a greasy apron tied around his waist and didn't raise his head. He responded listlessly, and the kitchen knife that quickly chopped meat in his hand did not stop for a moment.

"A smell of stinky pig shit is like... By the way! The dirty stinky beggar on the street!"

Before the little apprentice had just answered, a man washing vegetables next to him took over the conversation. He smelled it around again, and was about to proudly boast about his sensitive smell. With a "pop", the master who was chopping meat chopped the kitchen knife into the meat board room and picked up the rolling pin, as if he rushed over.

"What! The smell of pig shit, a stinky beggar? Boy, are you dissatisfied with the dishes I cook? I, Hu Erdao, have I cooked dishes since I wore open-crotch pants. I have been living in the world for more than 30 years, and no one has ever dared to question my cooking skills! I think you kid is tired of living today."
Chapter completed!