How amazing is 127 really

On the road in the dark night, An Ran listened to Liu Yuan's words, closed his eyes, and sighed, "When I was in the hospital, I always wanted to wait for someone to save me, but I tried all the means, and the rescue never came, from that time I knew that a woman, if she put all her bets on men, thinking that the only one who can save herself in this life is a man, it would be a big mistake, not to mention that we are still a mother." ”

Just like now, staying in this community, it's right to be comfortable, protected by Yuntao, and you don't have to worry about food and clothing, but is that it?

An Ran's heart was a little messy, she never wanted to be used to Liu Yuan like Hu Jiao and Chen Jiao, but now she is not used to Liu Yuan, but Yun Tao is beginning to get used to it.

From this moment on, An Ran seemed to have a faint premonition in her heart, and she and Liu Yuan would not be the same kind of people after all.

went home with Liu Yuan holding the child, opened his door, turned his back, and watched Liu Yuan carry Hengheng into her own home, An Ran's heart was even more chaotic.

Before today, in order to fear that Ren Xian and Yuntao would bring someone to the door to take revenge, Liu Yuan had been living in Anran's house with Hengheng, and after today, Liu Yuan's heart seemed to be at ease, so he took Hengheng back to his home.

In this regard, An Ran couldn't change Liu Yuan's thoughts, after she took the doll home, she fell asleep, she reported another meal, and sat on the side of the doll's crib, so messed up that she couldn't sleep at all.

The pot of powder snow mountain placed next to the doll's crib trembled slightly in the afternoon breeze, and Anran leaned his head on the head of the crib, stretched out his hand, touched the petals of the powder snow mountain, looked at the green tendons on the back of his hand, smiled, and sent some of the energy in his hand to the flowers of the powder snow mountain.

The direction of the flower's growth approached An Ran's wrist, and when the green tendons on the back of An Ran's hand gradually dissipated, the powder snow mountain had climbed up An Ran's wrist, with a green rhizome, and circled An Ran's wrist.

On the green rhizome, a pink bud grew, the bud rose slightly, slowly as if it was about to bloom, An Ran's other hand touched the bud, as if touching a pet, gently touched the delicate petals, and asked:

"Do you think I should leave? Leaving here with a doll? I'm going to have a hard time that way, and the safety of the doll isn't guaranteed, right? But if I don't leave, isn't it too far-fetched to take Yuntao as my support for the rest of my life? ”

Hua Guduo didn't answer, just gently waved the pink bud, and magically rubbed An Ran's palm, An Ran was stunned suddenly, and the hand that stroked the bud paused,

She looked intently, carefully at her hands, and then at the buds and green rhizomes wrapped around her wrists, although delicate, but lifeless, not as spiritual as Fang Cai.

The powder snow mountain rubbing against her palm was her illusion?

An Ran felt hungry, she got up, took down the powder snow mountain wrapped around her wrist, put it in a flower pot, got up and went to the living room to find something to eat, the food on the coffee table in the living room was all stolen back by her and Liu Yuan in the past two days, enough for her to survive several meals.

After eating three boxes of sweet and greasy Oreo, she rubbed her stomach and returned to the doll's bedroom, this time sitting cross-legged on the ground, like a cultivator, with a pious face, holding the pink snow mountain in both hands, muttering in her mouth,

"Come on, let me see how amazing it is."