She was so cooperative that Qing'er was speechless. "Has He'er seen that person?"
"I haven't seen it before." It was an innocent statement that only a child would say.
Upon hearing this answer, Qing'er was embarrassed. Are there any good friends in the world who have never met each other? This mysterious man did not mean to hurt He'er, but he told a little girl that she was his accomplice
?What's going on? If he doesn't know He'er, he might think that there is something special about her, that she is all-rounded, but what ability can a simple-minded little girl have? Or is she mistaken for the wrong person?! But this is not possible
Big, go into the prime minister's house late at night and admit the wrong person? No idiot would be so stupid.
The mystery is difficult to solve, so we can only put it aside for the time being.[
Qing'er turned over and entered the Prime Minister's Mansion, used Qing Gong to quietly take Bi He back to Lanyuan.
This silly lady like her is gone, and no one will notice it for a while.
Back in the dormitory, Xiaochun and Xiaoqiu had already woken up the mute servant, and the three of them were guarding the door with some trepidation.
After all, if you lose the lady, you will be derelict in your duty.
Qing'er put Bihe on the red crib. She checked Bihe's body for any injuries, and was completely relieved when she saw nothing was wrong. Then she whispered: "He'er, don't just follow others next time, you know?"
?The bad guys always look like good guys.”
"Is Qing'er a bad person?" Her pure eyes clearly said, "Don't you just look like a good person?"
"I -" He was speechless for the first time, and said a little embarrassedly: "I... am not a bad person." She has a simple mind. If I say that I am a bad person, she might avoid her in the future.
Me.
Suddenly, Bihe giggled, her little pink arms hugged his neck again, her cheek pressed against his chest, and she said coquettishly, "I'm tired, you want to tell me a story to coax me to sleep..."
"Okay." Qing'er lay down on her side with her clothes on, letting her little head rest on one of her arms.
As usual, she closed her eyes and liked to rub against his chest, with her little arms still half-hugging his waist. Only when she found a comfortable sleeping position in someone's warm arms would she nuzzle gently with satisfaction.
one time.
Qing'er didn't speak, but looked at the person in her arms through the faint light.
Why do we suddenly feel strange? We have lived together for more than a year and have hardly spent a day apart.
Thinking about it carefully, her eyes seemed to have changed? She seemed to be a little less confused and confused.
Your tone of voice has changed? No longer hesitant? Have you become cowardly?