From now on, she would not trust any of Si Yutian's assurances.

What never touches An Ruxia again?

What Xiaoluo your bed is my bed?

A man's sweet words are like a boat folded out of flower paper, but how many women dare to sit on it and go to sea?

**

When Ye Luo came back, he happened to pass by the hall and found that Si Jitian was still there, staring at his little nephew Si Chen.

"Uncle Prince......"

"Shut up, don't talk if you're ugly."

Si Jitian stared at the bright red tear mole under the corner of Si Chen's left eye with disgust, oops, it's ugly, the more you look at it, the uglier it becomes. You say that such an ugly thing has been stubbornly inherited from generation to generation.

Si Chen was originally timid, but he was so fierce by Si Jitian that he cried with a "wow".

"Woo, Chen Chen is not ugly......"

"Cry! Just know to cry! You're not ugly, who's ugly? When a child looks like you, it's time to commit suicide by jumping into the river! Si Jitian snorted softly, he hated crying children the most, thinking that back then, when the fourth brother was still a little bun, he couldn't shed tears when his legs were broken, and he didn't shed tears when his teeth fell out, and no matter how his father and queen mother reprimanded, he would endure not shedding tears.

Hey, they are all surnamed Si, why do you say the gap is so big.

"Whoa, whoa!" Si Chen cried even more, crying so much that he hiccuped, "Uncle Prince is bad, let Chen Chen die......"

Si Ji Tian Bao = mouth =

"You talk nonsense! When did Hongu let you die? At a young age, he was so scheming, he wanted to frame the palace, and he had to grow up? ”

This can be big or small.

When it reaches the ears of people with a heart, it is estimated that he will slander him as the prince of the East Palace and murder the eldest grandson of the emperor.

the chicken!

Can you still talk happily? He's just spitting! !

Si Chen trembled with fright, his eyes were red from crying, like a rabbit, he was so scared that he began to call his mother, "Mother, woo woo, mother, where are you......"

The little crying bag walked on his short legs, turned around and ran out of the hall.

Coincidentally, he bumped into Ye Luo head-on.

Ye Luo was originally unhappy, but he was hit by such a soft and tender little crying bag, and he was suddenly stunned - this is Si Yitian's son.

The man, who beat her by just one name.

Ye Luo couldn't help but be a little curious, what Si Yitian looked like, and he had such a huge influence on the emperor. From Si Chen's body, you should be able to see Si Yitian's shadow.

The ghost made a miracle, Ye Luo squatted down and held the little crying bag that almost fell.

The little face was covered with tears, and he couldn't see clearly.

Ye Luo took out a handkerchief and wiped away the tears and snot of the little crying bag. After wiping it clean, I found that the eyes of the little crying bag were swollen, or it affected the facial features, and I couldn't see clearly. So, she took out another bottle of spiritual liquid, tapped it with her fingertips, and applied it to the eyelids and lying silkworms of the little crying bag.

The function of the spiritual fluid to reduce swelling is very good, and in less than a minute, there is no trace of crying on Si Chen's face, except for the black eyes like water glass, there is also a faint layer of twilight.

Ye Luo stared at Si Chen's face curiously.

What a beautiful blue kid paper!

It's just a little angel, so white, so soft, so tender, delicate like a porcelain doll.

is also Danfeng Eye, born on Si Jitian's face, it is naturally enchanting, and born on Si Chen's face, it is like a dream. The purest glazed color in heaven and earth is gathered in these beautiful eyes.