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Mo Lian, I can meet you in my life! Probably the luckiest thing in my life.

At that time, I was probably still struggling in a painful hell.

I've got you!

I've got you!

I've got you!!

Miss Qiao moved her little head, pressed it into his arms, and drilled back and forth.

It was as if I saw myself lying in the gloomy dungeon in those difficult years, looking at the dark overhead of my head, and looking helpless in a deep daze.

As if she heard Aunt Fan's shrill voice again, she smiled harshly in her ear: "He'er, I'm going to go back to Willow Hutong tomorrow, I've recently shown your cousin several families, uh, hehehe, it seems that there is one that is not bad." ”

I only heard Fan Qiuhe's laughter sounding heartily, "Then congratulations to my aunt! I should be able to hug my grandson next year." ”

Get married?

At that time, she could only look at the dark roof of the prison in a daze, listening to the squeaking of rats in her ears, and asked herself over and over again in the depths of her heart: What is it like to get married, what is the life experience?

I envy those who have intact limbs and can walk around in the sun normally......

I envy Aunt Fan's daughter, I envy ......

Mo Lian raised her hand and stroked her little head, and her eyes passed over Qiao Qiao's black hair and landed on Tong who was standing in the distance.

With a cold gaze, he was released coldly and resolutely, and the order was given, and the latter immediately knelt down on one knee and quickly led the people to leave.

[Chop the grass to get rid of the roots!Fan Gu's daughter, kill!]

When it comes to the degree of hard-heartedness, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is obviously many times higher than Qiao Qiao.

This man who controls many lives and kills on Sikong Star does not have much gentleness and kindness, no matter how harmonious he looks on the outside, his heart is extremely cold......

He is a man who can cut off his eight-year-old nephew Mo Cheng for the future of Moyu and the stability and well-being of Moyu.

If it weren't for Qiao Qiao's sake, if it weren't for Shu Quan, he would still be smart. Mo Cheng is already dead now.

He's not the same as Jojo.

If you smash Qiaoqiao's cold shell, inside, it's a soft-hearted little guy, nesting in her snail shell and pulling desperately unwilling to come out.

He was a man who was as ruthless as a knife through and through.

Don't say that it was the daughter of killing an innocuous Aunt Fan.

For his Jojo, kill a hundred and kill a thousand, what can you do if you turn a ghost into a demon?

Qiao Mu looked up at Mo Lian and wrinkled his little nose, "I'm hungry." ”

Mo Lian's lips immediately flashed a shallow smile, and she reached out and hugged the little guy horizontally, "What do you want to eat?" ”

"Is snake meat good?"

The little white snake raised a small head and rubbed the wrist of the little master, "The main silver is the main silver, the dragon meat is delicious, the dragon meat is delicious!"

Qiao Mu stretched out his fingers and flicked the head of the little white snake, and looked back at Mo Lian, a pair of big moist eyes, shining brightly.

Mo Lian lowered her head and kissed her on the bare forehead, "Then let's find an inn to settle down in." I'll cook you another hearty meal!"

"Good. Qiao Mu nodded, and with a wave of his sleeves, dozens of flamingos flew out of the Taoyuan Star.

These little guys, who play suicide all day long, have a lifespan of only three years, and they are preparing for suicide every day......

"Go ahead. With a flick of his fingers, a flock of flamingos flew towards the surroundings of the Qingtian Valley of Wufu Mountain.