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Chapter 232: Let me drive you to the happiest paradise!

Two people went downstairs to take a walk. This is the first time Su Xiaonuo has moved in the courtyard of Lian's house.

I don’t need to say how big the yard is, how beautiful it is, no need to say anything. The beauty is far away from her and is far away.

"I take you to swing Qiu Qian" Lian Ze suddenly blocked in front of Su Xiaonuo, holding her hands, laughing and laughing

Su Xiaonuo blinked, "Am I look like a teenage girl?"

If there is no last night, she may be saying: "That's what the little girl is playing, I am your love-woman, so

But now, she will be involuntarily moistened by herself, and there is no preparation, so she says that, and she looks naive.

"This, then you guess I like to swing Qianqian." Lian Ze touched his nose, and said with a smile

Su Xiaonuo's appearance, he also touched his nose, "Well ... I don't know you ... it's a young master, so noble, feel like he is forced to learn piano or something, swinging thousands ... Little princess loves

of"

He smiled, leaned down to look at her eyes, and asked, "Then my princess, you are willing to be with me who is actually a lot of masters in the bones, do you swing together?"

Su Xiaonuo trembled again, and moved his hands and lips.

Does he know that she also has a princess dream. She also has a prince.

Does he know, her favorite is the swing!

"I ... willing, very, very, willing." She did not hide her happiness, laughed and shed tears and wiped off with the back of my hand. I didn't feel embarrassed at all.

He nodded, then called, let people go to the garage, take his most baby's car

After a while, someone pushed a bicycle. It was a very ancient bicycle.

"My princess, let me carry you, go to the happiest paradise!" Lian Ze lifted his legs skillfully and rode on an old bicycle that would sound except the bell.

The windbreaker fluttered in the air, and slowly fell, so handsome and sunny

Lian Ze, like a child, is so beautiful like a porcelain doll

Why is it so simple and so happy?


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