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"Sure enough, there is such a thing as talent, and envy can't be envied." Lan Mo sighed faintly.

Ma Qichang laughed out loud, "Don't worry, although this child is slightly worse than Beichen, he is also a good son in a million, are you still afraid that he won't find a daughter-in-law?" ”

"You have no children and no daughters, so naturally you don't understand my hard work." Lan Mo's face sank, "Of course I'm not afraid that he won't find his daughter-in-law, I'm afraid that he is really interested in Purple Pupil." ”

As a person who has come over, Lan Mo knows best that for these young teenagers, the word love is the most hurtful.

His grandson has always been weak, if he is emotional, he must be affectionate, but when he meets such a person, how can he not worry?!

"I see, it's all your messy mandarin duck spectrum, and the hidden water doesn't seem to mean that." Ma Qichang Road.

"Really?" Lan Mo raised his eyebrows, "If that's the case, it's good!" ”

"You!" Ma Qichang shook his head lightly, "I thought he was unemotional before, but now I'm worried that he is emotional." ”

"This child's parents died early, and of course I, a grandfather, have to worry more." Lan Mo pursed his lips, "It's like you, one person eats enough and the whole family is not hungry." ”

Ma Qichang glared at him, "What's the matter, bullying me to be alone?" ”

The two old men looked at each other and smiled, then sighed in unison.

After all, it's better to be young!

Reverse - Sky - Small - Crazy - After***

In the small courtyard, it is quiet and quiet.

The night was dark, and then it was getting brighter again.

When the early sun gradually rose, Purple Pupil finally ended her long sleep and woke up from her sleep.

Opening her eyes and looking at Beichen, who was looking at her, she lazily stretched out in his arms.

"Husband, it's early!"

"It's not early, it's almost noon." Beichen helped her up, reached out and took the cup, and brought it to her mouth, "Drink some water, I'll ask Zitu to prepare some food for you." ”

"I'm not hungry." Purple Hitomi took a sip of water, then stretched out her arm around his neck, "Let me hold him for a while." ”

Putting down the water glass, Beichen withdrew his palm and hugged her back.

"My headband is broken." Purple Hitomi ran her fingers through his hair.

"Mine for you." Beichen said in her ear.

"Didn't sleep last night?"

"I want to see you."

The purple pupil let go of him slightly, and his face came to his face, "Am I good-looking?" ”

"Beautiful." Beichen said very calmly.

"What about before?"

"It's better-looking."

"So, I didn't look good before."

"It used to look good, too."

"So you say it's better now?"

"Because you're older." Beichen raised his hand and stroked her long loose hair, "I'm taller and fatter than before." ”

"Am I fat?" Purple pupils raised an eyebrow.

"I mean, certain parts." Beichen Zhengsedao.

Some parts?!

Purple Hitomi's face was hot, but she couldn't help but laugh out loud, "It turns out that you like plump ones." ”

"I don't like it." Beichen's tone was still serious, "I only like you." ”

He didn't study other women, and he didn't know what type of so-called plump type she was, he just knew that he liked her, whether she was taller, fatter, or that childish skinny little girl, it didn't matter.

It's her, that's enough.

"Good!" Purple Hitomi leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, "When I come back from washing, I'll reward you well!" ”

PS: Up here.