The housekeeper put down the microphone and turned to look at the figure under the shadow.
He always held a glass ball in his hand. However, this time the glass ball was no longer the golden snake wrapped around the woman, but the golden snake swallowed the girl.
This seems to be the magic crystal ball in his hand, the demon -like purple light vortex, and the light of the evil and disabled in his cheeks.
Suddenly, a bang.
The glass ball was broken again in the man's hands.
The crystal fragments fell on the ground, but the golden snake was held tightly in his hands.
There was a strange light in his eyes.
It seems that the crushing of the glass ball is a omen to open the disaster ...
Mowing
Mowing
Xia Ziqing listened to the sound of the hung up, and the heart trembled.
Is this her last chance?
If the task fails this time, she means that she can only have half a month's life?
She is unwilling!
Xia Ziqing raised his eyes, his eyes fell straight in the bedroom of Xia Zhenai and Leng Haoxuan.
In my mind, there is a scene of love that lovers just love, and my eyes are getting colder.
Xia Zhenai, the dead person should be you!
In the evening.
Dinner, as always, was responsible for Xia Ziqing.
Leng Haoxuan took Xia Zhenai and Xiaoyu to go downstairs for dinner.
Seeing Xia Zhenai, Xia Ziqing changed her normally and smiled at her: "Zhen Ai, you came down, tonight I made special dishes you love to eat, all suitable for pregnant women."
Turn around, and do not forget the maid: "Hurry up and bring that nutrition soup out."
Seeing this look, Xia Ziqing, Xia Zhenai was a little unbelievable. He looked at Leng Haoxuan and lowered his voice and said, "What's wrong?"
Leng Haoxuan's eyebrows tightly, silent.
Xia Ziqing came out of the kitchen again, and personally said a bowl of nutrient soup in front of Xia Zhenai, and said sincerely: "This afternoon is really sorry, I am not intentionally, please do n’t care, I’ m not just, but I ’m just not.
It's because ... "
Xia Ziqing glanced at Leng Haoxuan subconsciously, and did not talk about it again.
Xia Zhenai also became clear: "It's okay."
Xia Ziqing's initiative seemed to ease the atmosphere suddenly.
However, today's little language seems to be sitting quietly.
Xia Zhenai raised his bowl to feed the language, but the little guy didn't face.
"Yuyi, what's wrong with you?"
Is it a small gift?
Will she give her a box of chocolate at noon today?
The little guy shook his head and flattened his mouth: "The language does not want to eat."
Xia Zhenai frowned: "How can I not eat, or do you want to eat, I let Aunt Xiao Li do it?"
"Ma Ma-" Xiaoyu was a little ugly, raised his hand, rubbed the big eyes, and said with a low voice: "I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."
Xia Zhenai is even more suspicious. The little guy has fallen asleep for one afternoon. Why is it still sleepy?
Xiaoyu was really sleepy, closed his eyes, leaning softly on Xia Zhenai's body softly, his cheeks were extremely abnormal.
Xia Zhenai stroked the little guy's forehead in surprise--
"Have a fever?"
Xia Zhenai looked at Leng Haoxuan a little helplessly.
Leng Haoxuan frowned, hugged the little guy, and touched her gently, and immediately called the maid to ask Mo Ziyi to come over.
Mo Ziyi quickly came, and the temperature was measured for the little guy-
39 degrees 8!
"What should I do?" Xia Zhenai stood aside and asked anxiously.
The villain lying on the sick bed was drowsy, and he shouted weakly: "Pain ..."
pain?!
Xia Zhenai held Xiao Yu's hand and felt that her little hand temperature was extremely high, and this abnormal heat was particularly familiar to her!