"What are you thinking?" Seeing that Ling Wuxian didn't speak, she just stared at herself blindly, with a deep look in her eyes that she didn't dare to look at directly.

Ling Wuxian didn't answer, just beckoned to her: "Xue'er, come here." ”

Ling Xue'er's heart was slammed hard, and this familiar scene churned in her mind.

(-Memories Dividing Line-)

"Cher, come here."

Ling Xue'er walked over with some hesitation.

The little uncle looked at her strangely today, which made her a little shy.

Ling Wuxian patiently watched her slowly approach him like a turtle, not in a hurry, not in a hurry, not in a hurry, not in a hurry, and only when she approached did he pull her over and hold her in his lap.

"Little uncle!" Ling Xue'er exclaimed, why did the little uncle hug her in such an ambiguous position?

"I used to hug you like that a lot."

"But that was when I was a child, and I'm grown up now......" Ling Xue'er's nose was sweating anxiously, in case someone saw it, she would definitely gossip.

She knew that many servants were privately saying that it was not normal for the little uncle to spoil her......

She didn't want her uncle to be pointed at.

The little uncle is such a tall and majestic person, he was born to be high and look down on all beings!

"In my heart, you're just a child." Ling Wuxian sighed lightly, the iron wall wrapped around her waist, and she didn't relax at all.

If Cher was old enough, why did he endure so far?

His Cher hasn't fully grown up yet!

"But I'm ......" Ling Xue'er blushed even more, she was about to be eighteen years old, where was she still a child?

"Xue'er, have you ever thought about giving birth to a child as cute as Sheng Zhixin?"

Ling Xue'er was stunned for a moment, then shook her head honestly: "No, I'm not eighteen years old yet, it's too early for me to think about that." ”

"Then start thinking about it now."

"Little uncle, I don't even have a boyfriend, where is the child? Even if you want to, you have to have someone to think about. Ling Xue'er couldn't laugh and cry.

Ling Wuxian hooked the corners of his lips and gently stroked her hair, his magnetic voice was very charming: "You can think of me as an object of imagination. ”

"No, you're a little uncle......"

"You can."

"But ......"

"No, but."

(End of memory)

……

Treat him as the object of fantasy to have children, no......

The former little uncle was also so domineering and authoritarian, but he doted on her to the bone.

In the past, she didn't understand, she didn't understand the way her uncle looked at her, she didn't understand the specious things that the little uncle said, she didn't understand why the little uncle always hugged her and sighed that she was too young, she didn't understand why the family was talking in private, and she didn't understand why her grandfather warned her that she would ruin the little uncle......

Now she understands.

However, I understood, but I also lost the qualifications and courage to get closer to the little uncle.

They are destined to have no results.

Then why, let them meet again?

Why let them be entangled again?

She had already ruined her little uncle once and couldn't ruin him again.

"Cher, come here." Seeing that she didn't move, Ling Wuxie's eyes narrowed, and his voice became even more condensed.

Ling Xue'er still didn't move, holding her head high, stubbornly and detachedly refused: "I don't want to go over." ”

"Cher, don't make me angry."

"If you provoke me again, I will naturally not make you angry."

Ling Wuxian got up suddenly, as swift and thunderous as a cheetah, he suppressed Ling Xue'er, and stared at her with cold eyes: "Ling Xue'er, don't say it again." "Hundred Plating" The male god proposed to the claw book house again today The latest chapter is free to read for the first time.