"Eh, what, don't cry..."Mo Momo, who was in a hurry, comforted, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm not angry for a long time." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

He didn't know why he was crying, probably because he was particularly sad, an inexplicable sadness made of familiarity.

Mo Hurt took the ring, and did not let go, but held it tightly in his hand.

Simple, atmospheric, I don't know what kind of material is made of solid color ring, in terms of delicacy is never inferior to the one in Momo's hand.

"Hmm." Momo didn't let him cry, so he quickly wiped away his tears and stopped crying.

Momo didn't know, looking at Mo Hurt and thinking about his life experience, he felt strange and pitiful, especially when he saw him crying, he couldn't help but reflect on his mistakes.

In the end, Momo naturally walked up to the lonely Mo Hurt and wanted to touch his head with a smile; Mo is not short, and it is difficult for Momo to rub his head flat, so he has to stand on tiptoe.

It looks funny at first, but then it's heartwarming.

Momo was very satisfied, she had wanted to try it a long time ago, and today she finally got her wish.

Mo Hurt raised his eyes and looked at Momo's expression, thinking that she was the master and the servant, so let her go.

After a long time, Mo Hurt saw that she still didn't mean to let go, and her mood was a little irritable.

"Don't, don't touch it."

Momo withdrew his hand and said without a trace of apology: "Oh, I'm sorry." ”

"No sincerity.. I don't accept it. ”

"I've comforted you."

"Oh, forget it."

Momo shook his head and said, "You are really easy to dismiss." ”

Mo Hurt thought for a while and said, "You and I are half a pound and eight taels, comparable; Besides, I call it contentment. ”

In the distance, a man pursed his lips and shook his head angrily.

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That day, Mo Hurt accompanied Momo to see the snow.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is winter, and the yellow leaves are covered with snow-white crystals, waiting for the arrival of spring.

"I haven't seen snow." Momo remembered what Momo said.

"Then let's take a look." What Momo said, Mo hurt understood.

So there is a scene of heavy snow falling between the two. Maybe they were tired of seeing the scenery in the city, and they came to the outskirts of the city.

Momo is a mage and is not afraid of any beast.

Moshua didn't cultivate, but he was a boy.

The first time he saw the snow, he was full of excitement, and he wanted to roll on the ground, but he didn't do it for the sake of face.

It was cold, and the wind and snow were freezing and my cheeks were red, and it was no different from an apple.

Just watching the snow and watching the snow, and finally tasting the snow, these are mostly bad things to talk about, and the freshness at the beginning is another thing.

I couldn't return to Dong'an City for a while, so I had to live in a post station outside the city.

The outside of the city is always as stable as the inn in the city, and the mixed fish and dragons are not good.

Mo is strange and beautiful, and the foam looks like a little white face, and it feels like it's particularly easy to bully.

Those people drink wine and eat meat, walk day and night on the tip of the knife and the muzzle, how can they not be afraid, and they have practiced a good skill for many years.

After all, the whole world is still the law of the jungle.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

It is too appropriate and appropriate to interpret this world in this sentence.

There is more than one person who covets Momo's beauty, and the innkeeper has seen too many things, and he has long been accustomed to it, and he can't be more familiar.

The scene was chaotic that day, and the drowsy foam only remembered that someone had come to stir up trouble. When I woke up the next day, I appeared in Su Mansion, Momo was by my side, and Hua Rong was worried and sad, afraid that he hadn't slept all night.

It turned out that he had an arm removed...

It's not a big deal...

Mo Sad's mind was blank, and when he came back to his senses, he finally squeezed out a smile, so Momo cried.

This is the first time I've seen Momo crying, the pear blossoms are raining, and it's a mess...

The heart of the crying person is broken.