The little dragon girl who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, on the top of a small grass hut like an attic in Xiangyang City, looking at the city gate, dragged her cheeks and couldn't help but think, 'Where have you gone?' What is Guo'er doing now? When will you come back? ’

The past in her mouth will never come back for a while, because he saw Guo Xiang. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiao Xiang'er was in Li Mochou's arms and did not cry. It's quiet in her arms, and the cute little hands are not as long as their own thumbs.

gently touched Li Mochou's big breasts, and hummed an unknown minor tune in a milky voice.

Yang Guo stopped Li Mochou, squinted coldly, and said, "Senior sister, where are you going to take her?" ”

Li Mochou, who has always been famous as a big devil, actually changed his normal, like a single mother, and gently coaxed the child in his arms: "Little girl~, do you want to go back to Bixiazhuang with your uncle?" ”

As soon as the conversation changed, her milky voice was the voice of a scholar baby: "To~!" ”

Under the moonlight, Xiao Xiang'er stared at Yang Guo with round eyes, her mouth wrapped around her index finger, babbling non-stop.

His mood changed a lot. He knew that Li Mochou, the female devil, would most likely not hurt Guo Xiang, not mostly, and would definitely not hurt her. It's just that if you don't save her, it doesn't seem right. But sixteen years later, this little guy is ahhh

I was constantly worried about whether to rescue this little girl.

After saving her, I am afraid that there will be another unclear and difficult to give up the seeds of affection, which has planted the foreshadowing.

When he was struggling, Li Mochou didn't like to see his expression change, he flicked the dust and forced Yang to take three steps back, and forced him back three steps in a flick, and shook his bangs very confidently: "Little junior brother, senior sister has a birthday tomorrow, why don't you send me a gift?" There are only two things that are important in my eyes right now, one is the baby in my arms, and the other is a scripture, you know? ”

At the same time, his hands ran down his ears and upwards against his hair, making a very typical bitter action: "Senior sister's birthday?" The little brother is really honored, what scriptures, they are all senior sister's, our friendship with the same door, it can really be said that the love is stronger than gold! "But I thought to myself, 'The scriptures? If you want to learn, the little junior brother can really give it to you, all kinds of postures, more important than the culture that there is no in this era, right? ’

Hehe smiled, stretched out his hand to report to the child, but heard Li Mochou's words: "My dust whisk said to let you stay away from me!" Don't you know that my sister has always walked the rivers and lakes with the words 'Bingqing Yujie'? You're getting more and more unruly! "The soft dust is called an iron broom, and the oblique angle of forty-five degrees points to the sky, and the thick force is incomparable.

At first, Li Mochou still talked to Yang Guo quietly, after a long time, this kid was simply delaying time, and he didn't talk about a word of business, Zhang's family Li Jia was short, and said impatiently: "Want this child?" Bring the scriptures to Chixiazhuang to find me. ”

Yang Guo said on a whim: "I don't want it, senior sister, you are alone in the old age of such a little baby to take care of, this child is the youngest daughter of the world-famous Guo Jing and Guo Daxia, you look at the qualifications to be your apprentice, it must be better than Hong Lingbo's stupid girl?" Did these three words deliberately say it with a flat tongue, looking at Li Mochou's dynamics cutely.

She shot at Yang Guo, took the opportunity to retreat and ran away, leaving only an echo: "If you don't want this child, you can have another one with your aunt, right?" Anyway, no matter what this child says, she is a descendant of my Tomb Sect, and my senior sister will not hurt her, and when she grows up, I will tell her. His father is not surnamed Yang, and his mother is also unlucky, so he will follow his uncle's surname Li. ”

Yang Guo was stunned, the plot shouldn't develop like this.

opened more silver needles and shot less, and chased after him with a light tiptoe: "Senior sister, she is really not my child." ”

The answer was two silver needles.

continued to chase: "Senior sister, do you know that it is menopause?" ”

Whoosh whoosh whoosh ~

One after another, silver needles swept in like machine guns.

Yang Guo said with a black line on his face: "Are you really?!" ”

"Yang Guo! Listen to me, come to me with the Heart Sutra! Otherwise, if I raise this child and teach her martial arts, I will let her assassinate you, believe it or not? ”

After a pause, he said: "When I think about it, my daughter came to assassinate you, and she used the rain of ice and silver needles I just had, do you think this kind of drama is good?" ”

Yang Guo glared at Li Mochou fiercely, walked under the silver needle, and followed: "Senior sister, the Heart Sutra can be given to you, this kid." ”

"Before the Heart Sutra arrived, this little baby, she was mine."

"I know, but senior sister, she has a name, her name is Xiang'er, Xiangyang City's Xiang."

"You're smart this time, otherwise, I'll give her a name casually, what a cat, a dog, a flower and a melon."

After a few exchanges, my sister and I stopped in a cave, and we were so tired. One chases and the other flees. They are all taught by a master, and the light skills are not too much worse.

Li Mochou is arm is soreness and numbness, chest swelling and pain. Yang Guo is heart and mouth are hot and dry.

After a while, Li Mochou said softly, "Senior brother, your daughter is thirsty, you go get some water and come back." ”

Are you thirsty? Give my daughter back? My little sister-in-law wants to drink milk, do you understand?

Although he thought so, it was boring to say so at this time, Yang Guo got up: "Senior sister, wait a minute, I'll come back when I go." ”

The fragrance of flowers floats in all directions, and the wind blows the clothes, and has experienced countless changes during this time, and only at this time does it feel a little comfortable, at least now I am tired, I really don't want to think about it so much, and there is a providence in the dark.

In not much time, he had already walked most of the place, carrying the mountain spring with lotus leaves, dozens of sweet cedar fruits between his right elbow, and three washed and skinned rabbits in his left hand, and returned to the small cave.

As for why Guo Xiang didn't cry but slept so comfortably, Yang Guo didn't think deeply.

I took some hay and roasted it hot and dried next to the fire, placed it in the cave, and put on my coat: "Senior sister, after you finish eating, come and rest, the entrance of the cave is not big, you can sleep by yourself, I still have the old rule, I will show you the gate outside the cave."

Take out the long rope and tie it between the two large trees, and lie in the air.

The kung fu of the ancient tomb, Li Mochou will naturally be, there is nothing curious, **** fingers, only to look at this bad boy, he is really good at taking care of people.

It wasn't until she was lying on the soft and gentle licorice that she looked at Yang Guo, the bad boy, twice, and couldn't help but sigh again, and slowly closed her eyes.

Xiao Xiang'er is in the innermost part of the cave, and Yang Guo is outside.

When Yang Guo was sleeping, he actually snored, and it was very rhythmic, like a melody that was difficult to fall asleep.

Tossing and turning, difficulty sleeping. Li Mochou opened his eyes and looked at the starry moonlight, remembering the past and his days.

It's not that she hasn't thought about changing someone, it's just that she is such a woman from the beginning, and she can't look down on anyone else except him.

Yang Guo's voice decreased, and suddenly he smelled a burst of fragrance, as well as a little vulgar smell.

The hazy sleepy eyes opened, and he hadn't seen any scenery yet, his ears were extremely sensitive, and he whispered softly like silk, and Yang Guo instantly cheered up.

Curious, he jumped down from the rope and looked for a sound.

The enchanting scent and a little weird smell are so familiar.

Looking at his senior sister quietly, he smiled, but there was no sound.

He never felt a shameful thing about such a sacred and pleasant thing. But his senior sister Li Mochou couldn't help but be surprised if she did it again at this time and place.

Li Mochou's upper body opened a large area of red fruit to reveal a large area of snow white, and Yang Guo couldn't help blushing.

His small, squinting eyes glowed like a husky, like a hungry wolf.

Her gaze was distracted, confused, intoxicated, and full of pleasant light.

Her red lips were like fiery ones, small and delicate and ruddy. I can see every strand of her green silk and her long Rong eyelashes. The nameless fire burned Xiao Yang's cheeks, and a blush attached to his cheeks.

Looking at the senior sister's snow-white silver teeth, listening to the slightest murmur, oh, I never thought that the senior sister was so well maintained! Yang Guo felt a whirlwind in the sky for a moment.

Looking at her lotus root-like forearms, she made incorrect little movements and shrugged one after another.

At this moment, she couldn't touch the brightness, flashing Yang Guo's waist.

;