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Sitting in the carriage, watching both sides of Castle Peak trees flashed, her mood is more comfortable, he could not resist opening and sing: 'You are my little apple, ah small apple ...... "
While singing while touching the back of a small unicorn.
Her voice now, although ugly, but fortunately not out of tune.
She are really sing when still listening to.
Little Unicorn listened a moment, moved to tears, with small claws hugged her hand:. "Master, you have had for me as a song"
This really is not!
Ning snow street smiled and did not say break down, lest blow to small unicorn sinking too strong little heart. Just another dig patted its back.
She then look across the Han Shan month, he was leaning there, eyes closed, do not know repose or meditation.
The car only her voice and small unicorn occasional grunt.
Sunlight coming in through the yarn shark, jumping on small unicorn back, giving a time for no reason Allure, years of quiet good warm.
Ning snow street suddenly feel, in fact, this day is also good, this life secure, you do not have to live in fear.
There are the great God sits here, her heart finally a peace. Do not have time nervous ......
Just do not know himself and his relationship for how long?
Three months, two months, two years or three years? Or also a lifetime?
She was startled by his last idea! How have their own idea of life? !
He just take her as a shield, and she only when he is his own temporary backing, but is using the relationship with each other, how could sustain life? !
Probably too many own recent experience of the thing, so some brain pumping, and some did not want these ......
"The older you are going?" Came the stable boy outside inquiries.
The carriage was out of town, appeared in front of the fork in the road, do not know the destination of the two stable boy, so ask.
Ning Han Shan month snow street eyes fell on his face: "Great God, where are we going?"
Han Shan month the eye does not open eyes: "Whatever."
Brother, do not easily ah! You do not want to take me to an expert to unlock this metamorphosis Yirong Shu?
Rather dark street snow breath, still smiling face opposite him: "Where are you? Master Yi Rongshu say who live"
Han Shan month still does not open eyes: "This seat when it promised to take you to find him?"
Ning snow street: "......" She paused, and the body moved in the past, leaned him.
She suddenly close to Hanshan month finally opened his eyes, in front of a larger old head ......
He quietly shifted his back: "suddenly leaned over what to do?"
Ning snow street sincerely looked at him: "Great God, in the future we may live a little longer, so I always wore an old head shake in front of you, you do not look comfortable is not a shield, even if you did not do? deterrent ah. you might as well let me try to restore a face, you can not only seductive, but also bring out Bel a face is not it? "
"Even the best face but Pink Skull gone all the dust. Why should you focus on skin deep?" Han Shan month the old head leaned her a push, turning the hands of a white Yu Xiao, idle lazy attitude.
He Zaiqiao her, this girl got that look like those of peach flying might be less,She could concentrate on practice. Or he would not take her to find that person ......
He began to seriously consider this possibility.
Ning snow street but my mind was BS-ing!
Mom Egg! She was thirteen years old, she did not become Pink Skull!
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