The woman he remembered was actually not good-looking.

Ordinary facial features, unobstructed figure.

But the smile is particularly gentle, and there are two shallow dimples at the corners of the mouth.

When she was a child, she often taught him: "Little master, you must remember." You have the most noble blood in your body, you must be strong to survive!"

When he babbled, he called her, "Mom!"

Hearing this, she was slightly stunned, the light in her eyes was instantly extremely gentle, and then she stopped what she was doing and reached out to pull all the broken hair on her sideburns to the root of her ears.

Then, with a smile, he told him:

"Little master, I'm not your mother!"

She has always called him little master, and she has never called him Zhiyuan.

She always told him that she wasn't his mother.

Until that day......

That day, it was the same group that rushed into their hut.

After that, they actually raped her to death in front of him.

As the gang ravaged her madly, all that was left to his eyes was a shaky blood-red.

Blood and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

However, she ignored the pain in her body and looked at him eagerly.

"Little master, run quickly!"

She shouted hoarsely, until at last her voice was hoarse.

But how could he have escaped, he was only six or seven years old at that time.

How could such a young child break free from the shackles of these people.

The men clamped him on the shoulders and forced him to watch the cruel scene.

Finally, she was so thin that she was tossed by these people.

The last sentence before she swallowed her breath was that she begged those people.

She begged the demons who had hurt them: "Will you let him go?" He's just over six years old this year, and it's his birthday in a few days......"

In the end, she was also desperate, and her eyes fell on him again, and the corners of her blood-colored mouth curved slightly.

"Yuan, I'm sorry, I can't protect you anymore!"

That was the first time she called him away, and it was the last time.

He remembered that the woman also had such a short white dress.

It was also from that day that he understood that some people couldn't come back if they left.

In the past, time was slow, and her appearance was very good.

Since then, it has been deeply engraved in his blood and bones.

……

A cold wind with some floral fragrance blew, waking Ning Zhiyuan up from his memories, and then, step by step, walked towards her.

At a distance of only ten meters, he actually walked for a full three minutes.

Although his footsteps were soft, he noticed them when he stood behind her.

……

Her heart froze, and even her eyes seemed to freeze instantly.

How can this man be so easily seduced?

She turned slowly and looked at her earnestly, hinting at him to leave.

But Ning Zhiyuan turned a deaf ear and ignored her gestures.

This pig's head three!

Wu's mother's voice sounded in his head, stood on tiptoe, and kissed it.

Nani!

An Yijing's pupils instantly widened, this Mother Wu is simply doing something!

She didn't light the fire before, but when Ning Zhiyuan saw her, she was already able to spontaneously combust.

If she lit this fire, wouldn't it be ...... A raging fire?

Although, he made her very comfortable every time, but ......

An Yijing's face couldn't help but turn red again, and for a moment, her mind was actually full of pictures they had posted before.

Ning Zhiyuan's figure is really good!

After a while, Mother Wu saw that An Yijing was still frozen in place, and mistakenly thought that the spell did not work, so she urged again, kiss it!