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Qing Mu Chen spine stiff stiff, it seems obvious that she was shocked to talk.
Ink Creek children look towards his direction look at the past, she explained the situation that day a bit, "the day after the car not far away, in fact, on the back, but later there was a bit of traffic accidents, toss some time."
Qing Mu Chen quietly listening to her words, black as ink ink pupil, like a night suddenly blossoming thousands streamer, and swayed the whole pair of ink pupil suddenly lit up a lot.
Gently pick up a thin lips, he raised his beautiful lips.
Ink Creek children lift eye quietly looked at him, he looked at the passing glittering eyes, her light sigh.
Not too much to explain, she turned back to continue outside the room away.
Qing Mu Chen eyes rested direction she left, watched her out of the room, watching the door slowly shut, and I feel like brushed aside layers of clouds, these two days, the first time so clear.
His joy clearly written on his face, slightly sipping thin lips, even eye brow, recognized that he was in a good mood.
In the room, the shower, and even blow the whistle several times.
Ink Creek child curled up in the bedroom of their own nest couch, listening to the bathroom he heard movement, mood, even there has never been easy.
Feelings now, out of her own expectations.
Married for such a long period of time since, she never imagine myself and Qing Mu Chen relatively honest future will be.
It now appears that the accident actually made her feel good.
Qing Mu Chen came out, she was holding a drawing board again in the painting.
I do not know what the painting, pen shabu, exceptionally focused.
Qing Mu Chen slowly walked over, too far to reach the drawing board looked at her hand.
He caught a glimpse of the contents of the painting, a little startled by startled.
Ink painting is a child Creek Liangxiaowucai cartoon, little baby girl look like, three or four tall boy.
Painting little boy accompanied the little girl sitting on the cushion, pure and innocent girl in trouble giggle giggle, laugh spoiled boy staring at the girl beside.
A painting is very appealing, beautiful and pure and innocent.
Naive, Mu Qing Chen Xi ink even disbelief from children's hands.
In his view, such a woman ink Creek children, even painting, cool style should be arrogant type.
She does best, it should be high above the princess image, or the image is ethereal Chu Chen.
Childhood so Meng picture, Mu Qing Chen Xi ink is hard to imagine from the hands of children.
"Good?" Xieni corner of my eye to his side, her hands raised his drawing board in front of him.
"Fortunately." Qing Mu Chen fact, my heart was warm obviously a mess, but very stingy with praise.
"Really? That was not read." Ink painting to recover the river children wanted to continue to repair, but was Chen Qing Mu Yang Shou to wins in the past.
"I gave up." She threw a faint word, did not control her music is not happy, holding her paintings, he slowly went over toward the study.
Qing Mu Chen Meng things is not like the person, but the ink Creek children's painting, but it is so that he can not tell shock.
Chest position is something like a chest of baking, his entire atrium is nice and warm.Baby look like a little girl, three or four look like a little boy, is not he first saw her for the first time?
Qing Mu Chen Xi ink does not know the meaning of children paint this picture, but he was automatically put these words in order to understand the meaning of their own speculation.
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