In other words, the return will not be refunded?

She wanted to curse at that time.

Xiaowen is such a girl with a baby, she has nothing else to do, and it is estimated that driving her out will be a corpse and two lives, which is indeed a bit of a sin.

Lan Shuying thinks about it, there is no shortage of a bite to eat, so if you can do something, just stay first.

Xiaowen had severe morning sickness, so Da Xing placed her in the big study as a cleaner, and she ate and lived in the study cubicle. She is also obedient, she doesn't dare to be a demon anymore, she never takes a step out of there again, and her sense of existence is pitifully low.

So if no one mentioned her, Lan Shuying would have almost forgotten about her.

"Oh, it's fine."

Lan Shuying paused.

"She's happy."

The half-demon boy's face changed and changed.

Finally, stop at the joy level.

"She's happy?! I'm going to be a father! ”

The innocent boy who was immersed in excitement didn't notice the complicated eyes of the woman.

She looked at the top of his head.

The one that doesn't exist but is so bright... Forgive the color hat.

……

No match for the boy's big watery eyes.

Lan Shuying finally relented.

Do you want to marry?

Okay, then you can marry it quickly.

It just so happened that she was also tired of letting Xiaowen stay at home.

As for Xiaowen once crawling into Li Chengyuan's bed, she planned to rot in her stomach, just treat this girl as a half-demon from the beginning, and have been waiting for him to come back and marry her.

The man is a young student who follows the troupe into a big family to sing operas;

The woman is an innocent, weak and lovely maid;

Xiaosheng went home, failed to persuade his parents to agree to this family business, sadness came from it, and when he went out for a walk, he happened to save the relatives of the maid's owner's family, and finally got the approval of the maid's side.

pinching the story from the beginning to the end of the geography sounds quite like the love in the script.

The half-demon boy ran happily.

"Don't they all say that foxes are shrewd, why are they stupid when I see them......"

The little girl walked around her a few times but didn't get her eyes right, so she took the initiative to talk.

Lan Shuying thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's because the stupid fox has already been skinned and eaten, so it's too late to be written into the story." ”

"Makes sense."

The little girl rubbed the corners of her mouth, and suddenly said with disdain: "Originally, he was a mongrel who was not a demon or a demon, and he dared to have children with a different race, which is really unbelievable." ”

"Bloodline, it's that heavy, or ......" Lan Shuying looked at her lightly, "Then what are you?" Is it noble to be born at birth? ”

The little girl sneered: "You want to know, can you just go with me?" ”

"No, I'm busy."

She has no pressure to survive for the time being, and is busy collecting evil thoughts.

Perhaps because of the overemphasis of the Sun God, she now has little desire left to defeat Nanming.

Moreover, she was tied to a prisoner's boat.

There is the pressure of the new god and the night god outside, and there is the unstable factor of the black-clothed Nanming inside, and it is not good for her to continue to provoke Nanming, a "friendly army".

Collect the seven evil thoughts and start eating evil, and at that time, she can have more say in the camp of the ancient gods.

"So when are you not busy?"

"It's rare that you're willing to respect my opinion." Lan Shuying smiled flatteredly, "I can't say for sure." Why don't you reveal more, and when I'm done, maybe I'll go somewhere with you. ”

The little girl wrinkled her eyebrows: "I think you are perfunctory to me." ”

Lan Shuying smiled even deeper.

"That's what you think, I don't think so, you can't misinterpret my sincerity."

This conversation, as in the previous ones, ended unhappily.

The little girl went away in a huff.

Lan Shuying pokes the five-petal flower.

It flashed.

Daygod: "What's the matter?" ”

"What the hell is she?"

"What do you think?"

Daygod kicked the question back to her, using a familiar word.

She was silent.

She ...... It's not a thing, it's about the same as the Eye of Heaven's Punishment, one of countless clones. ”

"Whose doppelganger is it?"

"Hmm......," the daygod muttered, "an old friend of mine." ”

"Is it also an old god?"

"She's not a god, not a ghost, not a demon, not a demon...... Maybe she wants to meet you, but this clone of Pai doesn't speak very well. ”

Lan Shuying played with the filigree, her eyes unpredictable.

"The last one is still a little cute, why don't you let that one come?"

Daygod was silent for a few seconds, and when he spoke again, his voice was slightly low: "I'll see you if you have a chance." ”

"She's dead?" Lan Shuying asked without a pause.

The eyes of the god of day can see through the three thousand realms, and he did not say the whereabouts of the little girl, nor did he explain that she could not come to this plane, which is equivalent to revealing that she is not doing well.

"No ......"

He sighed, "I was captured by the night." For so many years, Night had been working on the clones, and she saw them as excellent materials to make war golems. Your friend doesn't remember anything anymore...... She is not the first and will not be the last. ”

The sentence at the end is too poignant.

“…… Where's the puppet? ”

"Nightfall."

"Hmm."

She remembered.

A friend of the god of day, he has a very bad relationship with the god of night.

The god of the night captures the clone of his friend and uses it as a puppet......

It hurt a little girl......

Lan Shuying shook her head, suddenly a little dizzy.

"How did she find her?" she asked. ”

The god of day calmly replied, "A special sense, the subordinates of Fallen Night City have been wandering the Three Thousand Realms in order to capture them. Don't think about it, it's none of your business. ”

“…… Got it. ”

After listening to those words, Lan Shuying's expression was a little dazed.

In the evening, when she returned to the Li Mansion, she rarely ordered the cook to make a few sweets.

Each dish is the traditional pastry that she remembers a little girl likes to eat. It's a pity that the conditions here don't allow her to make certain desserts, and she can't add to the cake.

"These are for me?!"

The little girl stood in front of the table, rubbing her hands, expecting and surprised, as if she was looking at a Zhou Papi who suddenly gave an employee a year-end bonus.

Lan Shuying silently handed a pair of chopsticks to her.

"That'...... Did I really eat it? ”

The little girl blinked, watching her look, and perhaps wondering if she had put laxatives in the pastry.

Oops, what does it matter if there are laxatives!

"Yo-hoo!"

She snatched the chopsticks!

"Hahaha, don't regret it, it's useless to regret it!"

When the little girl is very happy, she will smile very presumptuously, revealing a neat and beautiful little teeth, and then you will find out that this girl has a dimple.

The eyebrows and eyes are completely consistent, and the curvature of the eyebrows can not be found at all.

Because they are clones of the same ancient god.

They know each other's existence.

Senses and memory are not interconnected.

It's not interoperable......

Watching her eat happily one bite at a time, Lan Shuying took two steps back. As she adjusted her vision, she took a sip of her tea, then frowned, a little confused.

The taste of this cup is ...... It seems to be especially bitter.

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