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He's not your daddy.

The moment she remembered her cold and merciless voice, the air in the entire room seemed to be condensed, so cold that it almost suffocated.

Lan Ling, who came over, looked at her with wide eyes, and even the cloudy eyes of the ghost ancestor on the side suddenly became deep and dark.

Ling Xiang's gaze fell on Han Jing's body, with a slight surprise.

Xiao Xue's extremely aggrieved little mouth opened slightly, wanting to cry, but not daring to cry.

She had never seen her mother so serious and so cold and ruthless, and the cold made her scared and distressed. She never felt that her great mother also needed distress times, but now, when she looked at her mother's appearance, she was very sad, very sad.

Xiao Xue unconsciously let go of the hand holding Su Yu's neck, intending to throw herself into her mother's arms. She was very afraid that she was so cold, although her mother was occasionally a little fierce, but she knew that her mother loved her the most, and she didn't want her mother to be unhappy.

Though...... She wanted her dad very much, and she thought it was actually her daddy, but ...... It's more important to be a mother. Daddy's words, let's look for it later.

Xiao Blood felt sad in her heart, and was about to reach out to hug her mother.

But before she could stretch out her hand, a hand took a step ahead of her and took her mother's hand.

That hand is long-cherished.

Su Yu suddenly held Han Jing's hand.

Han Jing's heart shook fiercely, her whole body stiffened, and she was about to pull it out subconsciously, but the other party suddenly clenched.

The temperature of his palms, as always.

Warm to familiar, familiar to her at a loss.

Since she was a child, because she has an extremely cold physique, she is cold, almost like a dead person, she has no temperature, and she herself doesn't feel it, because she has long been used to it.

After marrying Su Yu, she was particularly greedy for the comfortable and warm temperature on his body, and she would often take advantage of him sitting by the window to read a book, go over and hug his neck, hide in his arms, and then stretch her cold hands into his palms, his neck, or prank into his clothes.

And no matter how cold her hands were, he always chuckled and clenched them to give her more warmth.

Since then, she has begun to like this warm temperature, and it turns out that it is so comfortable and sweet.

Since he left, her cold hands have never felt a moment of warmth, and no one will ever hold them so gently.

After her fire-based ability was fully activated, it changed some of her physique to a certain extent, such as her current body temperature, which has become close to normal, although it will still be a little lower than that of ordinary people, but it is not so cold in the end. It's just that she still feels cold.

Time seems to have quietly condensed at this moment, everything has stood still, how much she hopes that time can stop here forever, let her be greedy for a point, the beauty that once existed.

There are too many times when she has the illusion that nothing has happened before, just her empty and absurd illusion, and the cold reality of the present is the real thing.

The boundaries of time in the spiritual world are very blurred, because in the long river of time, many things will slowly disappear and dissipate with time.