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The pure mind blames itself.

Actually, this can't all be blamed on her Ah Yu, he just lacked the company of his parents since he was a child, so his emotional intelligence is so low.

Now, it's time for him to learn to communicate with his children and strengthen the relationship between father and son......

Thinking of this, Jingxin said softly to Xiao Ling: "Xiao Ling, you have been practicing for a long time, let's practice here today, you will go out with Uncle Commander for a while now, okay?" ”

"Okay!" The little girl suddenly jumped up happily.

Long Yutian glanced at Pure Heart with some dissatisfaction.

It's just a little bit to call him uncle, and the grandmother actually encourages her grandson to call her son uncle......

Seeing Long Yutian's dissatisfaction, Jingxin couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and put his hands together in eleven words and said in a pun: "Amitabha, sincerity, gold and stone are open, as long as you pay sincerely, one day you will get your wish." ”

Hearing this, Long Yutian was silent for a moment and said, "I know. ”

Jingxin bowed slightly, then put on the little girl's shoes and carried him to the ground.

The little guy immediately walked in front of Long Yutian, raised his little face and said excitedly: "Uncle Commander, let's go out to play." ”

Long Yutian raised his eyebrows, thinking to himself, what fun is there with me and you little brat?

However, thinking of his mother's hard work, he still stood up, just to give himself a face, who made him the son of this little brat?

After standing up, Long Yutian habitually wanted to put his hand in his trouser pocket, but unexpectedly, Xiao Bu suddenly grabbed his left hand.

Long Yutian was only stunned for a moment, and then he was dragged to the door by Xiao Bu.

Long Yutian followed him as he looked down at the small hand that was holding his hand.

The little hand is really small, maybe only a quarter of his hand, white, thin, soft to the touch, warm.

This warmth spread all the way to his chest.

The steely heart in the depths of his chest instantly became soft, as if it was full of warm liquid gently shaking.

He was going to get drunk......

He couldn't help but take the soft little hand with his backhand, holding it tightly in his iron palm.

Xiao Fei, who was guarding outside the door, saw Long Yutian and Xiao Yan walking out hand in hand, and his eyes almost hit the ground......

Long Yutian gave Xiao Fei a look and asked him not to follow, and then followed Xiao Bu through the courtyard, walked out of the nunnery, and came to the plum forest next to Yimei Nunnery.

Long Yutian looked around, thinking to himself, what is there to do with this bare Merlin?

Who knows, Xiao Budian suddenly took out a small cloth bag from his pocket, carefully opened the bag, took out a crystal clear glass bead, and handed it to Long Yutian's palm, "Uncle Commander, let's play with marbles." ”

Long Yutian looked at the glass beads in his palm and frowned slightly, how to play with this thing?

The little girl took out another glass bead from the small cloth bag, then put the small cloth bag back in his pocket, picked up a branch on the ground, first drew a large circle on the ground, and then dug four or five small holes in the circle with chaotic locations and unequal distances.

Then, the little girl looked up at Long Yutian, and said in a milky but extremely serious voice: "Uncle Commander, let's each take a marble and attack each other in this circle, whoever falls into the pit first will lose, by the way, if the marble pops out of the circle, it will be considered a loss." ”

Long Yutian looked at the circle and small pit under his feet, and then looked at Xiao Bu'er's serious and implicitly excited little face, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, thinking to himself, little fart, are you sure you want to compare this with me? I'm afraid you'll lose until you cry to death......

At this time, the little boy couldn't wait to put his marble in the center of the circle.