Xiao Zitong grabbed Beichen's sleeves tightly, and a pair of big eyes looked at him poorly, "Beichen, Beichen, Zi Tong, Beichen!"
"She ... seemed to like God." Luo Jia took back his palms a little bit, and the little guy immediately crawled back quickly, drilled into Beichen's arms, and his two little hands still grasped his placket tightly.
Lay down the face, and look at the pair of purple eyes for a moment, Beichen raised his big hand to touch her soft hair, "Okay, from now on, you will be with me."
"You, me, together!" The little guy repeated his words with milk and milk, and the delicate corners of his lips raised upwards.
"Yes, you, me, together!" Raising her sleeves and giving her little body in her arms. Beichen's body shakes and has fluttered.
The son and Luo Jia also flew up with him, and Zitong chased a few steps forward. He didn't catch up, but he was anxious.
"Beichen-"
"Beichen."
Behind it, the sound of milk and milk came.
Zitong turned his face, and he had already hugged another scene behind him.
There was a Chinese room in front of him. Beichen was sitting behind the long table, looking at the documents spread out on the table. Hearing the sound, he raised his face to look at the little baby who came in.
The door fan sounded lightly, and a little girl who was more than two feet walked in.
Mo Fa, Zitong, and the little girl now have two or three years old, with a black robe with Phnom Penh.
The little feet were not wearing socks, and a pair of jade white feet stepped on the ground. It seemed a bit cold, and his toes were slightly bent.
Seeing her, Beichen immediately put down the pen in his hand, flew over, and picked up the little girl from the ground.
"Moon God!"
The two maids chased in with a sharp face, and when they saw Beichen, they immediately bent and saluted.
Bei Chen held the little girl's cold feet with palms and asked, "What's going on?"
The two maids were scared to kneel on the ground, "Back ... back to God, the moon god ... she climbed out of the window."
"I want to sleep with Beichen." Xiao Zitong said crispy.
Looking back and falling on her little face, Beichen is already gentle, "I still have things to deal with, Xiaotong sleeps, okay?"
"Not good." The little girl raised her hand around his neck, "Zitong Beichen together."
"Moon God, slavery takes you back, okay?" The maid immediately came forward to comfort.
Xiao Zitong didn't speak, but just raised his big eyes and looked at Beichen.
Beichen laughed, "Okay, let's go back."
After the maids retreated, he hugged her back to the book case, sat down with a clampyous leg, and placed the little girl in her arms. Xiao Zi Tong quickly slept in his arms, pulled the blanket to cover her, Beichen continued to continue
Look at the documents in your hand.
Outside the window, there was a bird call.
The purple pupils standing on the side looked out of the window in doubt, and then found that I do n’t know when it was the night outside.
"Today, Huashen is going to be married, do you want to go?"
The familiar voice comes from Xiao Zi Tong.
Zitong turned his face, and then found that the scene around him changed again, no longer the study, but the bedroom.
Xiao Zitong has grown again, about five or six years old, sitting beside the bed, Ren Beichen helped her wear shoes.
Bei Chen helped her sort the shoes and lift her face and ask, "Do you want to go?"
"Well!" The little girl nodded the focus, and a pair of purple eyes stared at Beichen. There was a doubt in her eyes. "Why can't Beichen get married?"
"That's because, these nine days are not worthy of me!"
The little girl hurriedly jumped out of bed and ran out the door.