Another time, this kid lost the phoenix hairpin that Grandpa Feng regarded as a treasure, and he planted it directly on him, and there was even a ghostly old guy who made perjury for him, so that he didn't dare to come back for half a month, until he went through a lot of hardships and finally found the phoenix hairpin in a pawnshop, and then he dared to come back to "confess" for someone.

What makes him most sad is that this kid seems to have inherited the talent of the black-hearted liver, and has an innate talent for the art of healing poison, and several times, he has accidentally fallen into his way.

"Uncle Chicken, my mother often said that the face is a person's façade, and others can't touch it, otherwise...... You'll be unlucky......" Ming Xiaochen's delicate little face sighed faintly like a little adult.

Ji Xue heard this demon-like voice, his body trembled subconsciously, he quickly let go of the hands that were pinching the sides of his cheeks, and looked down......

Sure enough, his entire hand turned black.

"Stinky boy, you wait for me......" Ji Xue hurriedly dropped such an unimposing sentence, and quickly flashed out of the door, obviously going to the mountains to find herbs to prepare an antidote.

"Alas, it's really boring, Uncle Chicken is still a jade-faced miracle doctor! I've already suffered so many losses, and I don't even have a long memory, no wonder I lost to my father......" Ming Xiaochen looked at the back that almost fled, and pursed his lips boringly.

After Ji Xue's figure disappeared completely, Ming Xiaochen took out a delicate silver mirror from his arms, and then stretched out a white and tender little hand to rub his face, and showed a smile that satisfied him the most, and then he was in a good mood and slowly shook towards Su Bangyue and Shen Chuchen's bedroom.

He is not afraid of heaven and earth in this life, but he is afraid that his beautiful and peerless mother will frown.

Therefore, in front of his mother, he has always been the cutest and well-behaved child in the world.

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"It's been three years, Daddy has been away with his mother's body for three years, and you've been sleeping for three years, you see, you've been sleeping for so long, and if you continue to sleep, you'll really become a lazy pig......"

After three years of precipitation, Su Bangyue's beautiful face has become more and more thrilling, but her body has become thinner and thinner.

She lay next to him, lying on the bed as usual, reaching out around his waist and rubbing against his chest, her dark eyes wet with mist.

"In the past three years, Mo Xiuran has not found any less reasons to come to see me, and that guy Ji Qingchi has been silently by my side, let me tell you, if you want to marry Miss Ben, you can go around the Netherworld Palace two or three times, if you don't wake up again, Miss Ben will completely forget about you, and then take our son to remarry, let our son call other men's father, these ...... Don't you care?"

A series of hot tears slid down her cheeks, wetting the man's chest.

The long eyelashes of the man who fell into a deep sleep fluttered slightly, as if he would wake up in the next second.

"I'm telling you, if ...... If you don't wake up again, Miss Ben will ......" Su Bangyue sobbed softly, her thin awl-like face crawling with tears, "Miss Ben will ignore you again...... I'm going to ignore you in the next life, woo......"

"Hugh...... I want to ......" the sound of gnashing teeth.

"You just don't think about it, Miss Ben just don't want to ......"

After Su Bangyue reacted, she suddenly stopped crying, and her thin body immediately froze on the spot, she didn't even dare to raise her head, for fear that the "no thought" just now was just an illusion of herself.

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