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"If there is a need to help, even though it is said to my uncle, my uncle will do everything in his power to help you."
"Light dance Xie Yi home care." She was afraid of not being able to afford it. "I don't know what the Lord's family said, what is it?"
"This……"
Qi Xiuren did not expect that the light dance itself was raised. He originally wanted to mention her mother-in-law, causing her to miss her mother, and then mentioning Mrs. Nine. The light dance of this building, such an exit, disrupted his thoughts, and the heroic eyes began to stretch. "Can the light dance be arranged today?"
"There is no other arrangement." The building is light and quiet, and it is quiet and extraordinarily well-behaved.
"That's good, then it's good, then, my uncle took you to see a person?" Yan Xiuren let go of his heart, although there have been rumors in Beijing recently, but this is only a little girl who didn't grow up. As long as Ning Erxiao is emotional, and she is emotionally affectionate, it is not difficult to let this little girl loosen her mouth. As long as the thousands of days in Ning's body are drunk, he will no longer be threatened by Zhen Zhen.
The half-contracted cold 熠熠 熠熠 glow, then raise your eyes, warm and kind, wait for the floor to dance.
The light dance of the building is low, the cold light is flowing, and the jaw is very slowly: "Okay."
After the building, the light dance with Yan Xiuren stood in front of the largest restaurant in Kyoto. Yan Xiuren led her to the second floor and stopped in front of a box. Yan Xiuren did not go in and stood at the door. The chilly face was hard to pull out. Laugh: "Light dance, let yourself go in, and the people who want to see you are inside."
The floor was lightly dancing and the jaws were handy. The beautiful eyes were flowing, and the jade bowl was lightly lifted, pushing the door open.
Yan Xiuren turned and entered the wing room next door. The eagle stalked the deep light and could not see his heart.
The light dance stepped into the room and closed the door.
Walking a few steps forward, bypassing the bead curtain, I saw a woman sitting back to her, slender waist, blue silk with a jade bunch, heard the movement back, Liu Mei Jiao Yan, beautiful face. Ying Yingshui fell on the floor and danced, but he still hadn’t talked. A teardrop slammed on the back of the white hand, “light dance...”
With a low whisper, the footsteps of the floor danced stiffly in the same place, glaring at the beautiful woman in front of me.
The position of the heart is like being knocked by a small drum. After breaking it, I still barely control the endless emotions that come from my heart. I scream: "Mother?"
The tears in the eyes of Mrs. Nine fell even more fiercely. She hangs her hand in the hand and stands up. She wants to go to the building and dance lightly, but she is afraid of disturbing her. She is standing in the same place and is uneasy. Then I lowered my eyes and wept a low voice. I covered my tears with a scorpion. "Light dance, I can't afford you. In these years, I am sorry for you. I have changed my identity. Now I am the wife of the lord. ""
The light danced down on the side of the body, and the hand was lingering for a long time.
Going to Mrs. Nine, patted her on the shoulder and took her and sat down. "You have been at home for years, how are you doing?"
"Well, very good. The owner is very kind to me. When your father was so against me, it forced me to be like this. Mother is a last resort."
"I know." She only hurts that she is still coming.Even if she had already planned to save her, but her arrival still made her a ridiculous heart make up a knife, hurt? Already numb.
"Light dance, my mother came here, there is something to ask you."
"Oh? What?" The eyebrows were lowered, and the moment of low head fell on the thin wrist of Mrs. Nine. After all, she was still soft.
"Mother is sick, I need to borrow some of your blood, I don't know if you are willing?" Mrs. Nine was a little uneasy, her hand clenched her arm in the light dance, and she was worried about the water.
The light dance of the building raised her head and looked straight into her eyes. Is she afraid that she will not agree?
How can it be?
Smirked: "How can you not?"
"Great..." Mrs. Nine gave a sigh of relief and her face was gentle.
"Just," the light dance was looking at her deeply. "Mom, do you know the consequences of borrowing my blood?"
"Know it." Mrs. Nine’s mouth curled up in a curve, and it laughed like a light dance on the floor. A big pear vortex on the cheek looked extraordinarily sweet. She didn’t look old, she only had a decade of appearance, saying The words are extraordinarily serious, and there is no doubt at all. "It’s just a part of the blood, and the owner says there is no danger."
"...Is it?" The smile of the corner of the building danced deeper, and slowly grasped the softness of Mrs. Nine, and the beauty was particularly deep: "Mother, I will save you."
Until the light dance left, Mrs. Nine did not return to God, and her eyes seemed to rang through her words.
"save?"
Mrs. Nguyen squatted into the arms of Yan Xiuren who came in.
"Shen Ren, do you have anything to look at me? Why does she say ‘rescue’ me, don’t you just borrow some blood?”
"Silly, you think too much. We haven't told her why we borrowed blood. How can she know what we do? Then, just worry about you." Yan Xiuren clasped Mrs. Nine in her arms, Yingmei But wrinkled up, I don't know if he thought more, how is this sentence when the floor dances and leaves?
Nine Lady snuggled in his arms, Liu Mei lightly locked, "Shu Ren, is she really my daughter? But why, I have no impression?"
"Don't you talk to you? You had a serious illness before, and you didn't remember the previous things."
"Well... does this really hurt her?"
"Stupid," Yan Xiuren let go of her, her finger swollen across her cheeks, her eyebrows soft, "She is your daughter,
How is it connected to your blood? How can I harm her? Ninger is relieved, but borrows some blood. It really won't happen. Ok? Hey, don't you believe me? ”
"Letter, how can you not believe it. Xiu Ren, I was so miserable that I didn't lose my memory. Now I think I still feel cold. I missed you..."
"You have me now, I will not let you suffer any more." Re-holding Mrs. Nine, Yu Xiu Ren Ying gliding through the sharp light, and then falling down on Mrs. Nine again became soft.
As long as she can save her life, others, he will not hesitate!The building was lightly dancing out of the restaurant. The carriage sent by Yu Bai had arrived. She got on the carriage, provoked the curtain, and finally took a look at the direction of the second floor, then slowly let go, covering the indifferentness of the flash of my eyes. .
"Let's go." The light dance of the building silently sighed out and couldn't tell the feeling of being at the moment. Close your eyes and let your heart be absurd.
The carriage slowly descended. When passing through the tea house, it passed by a soft car. When the carriage passed, the soft car stopped in front of the tea house, followed by the squat of the sedan chair, and the car leaned forward. From the inside out of a woman, graceful, eyebrows and gentle, it is the future of the second emperor - Shangguan Evian.
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