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The emperor reached out to embrace the warmth, pulled her into her arms, and "touched" and "touched" her head with one hand.

This is the usual way of emperor emperor to appease.

The warmth soon calmed down, and she remembered what Emperor Hao had once told her, and she should change constantly. Now that his father has come to him, he will show up after all! If you "disorder" the square inch first, I'm afraid it's just that he is left with his nose!

I did not expect to be warm and dreaming, one day I would fight with my father!

However, since the father does not have the appearance of a father, then don't expect her to be a good, good, good, obedient daughter!

With a bottom in my heart, I was warm and not panic, and raised his face and smiled at the emperor grandeur.

This man will always give her the greatest peace of mind!

This is the man who will spend the rest of his life in the future. As long as he is good, nothing else is important!

The warmth comforted me in my heart.

Probably because I was completely disappointed, when warmth looked up again to Leng Yan, the temperature was gone.

Leng Yan said secretly in his heart that it was not good, but things had reached this point, and his face was really torn, and that was no other way.

In any case, we must let Warm give up the equity today!

Leng Yan quietly stretched out his hand and pressed his heart. In fact, he had been secretly looking for an expert recently. It may be that the time left for him is really not much. At such an important point, he must help the cold front, even if it is a fight. With this old bone of his own, he will also become his last paving stone, and help him take down sk!

If it weren't for the warmth of an emperor, how could things be so complicated?

Leng Yan gave a glance at Emperor Juehao, saying that the afterlife was terrible. This young junior junior is indeed excellent. Even if he is young and dozens of years old, he may not be his opponent, but it ’s a pity if his son can do the same. Excellent just fine.

Cold suffocation and air blockage, but some tooth root itching.

Emperor Grand is a king of commercial warfare. He will not choose to directly confront Emperor Grand, but he is warm and kind and soft. This is his weakness and the best place to attack and defend!

Leng Yan looked up at the warmth.

"The words I have already said are very clear, why do you quickly make a choice! If you really want to follow along with your heart, I will not reluctantly, give up this equity and bookmark, our father and daughter fate It's up! "

Leng Yan said, pushing the file to warm again.

He is not doing a play, but he really wants to give up this equity warmly. Of course, the safest way is to let warm and cold front marry, but now it seems that the strong twisted melon is not sweet after all. What kind of cricket moth is out of it, you can only ask her to sign a waiver before talking about it!

Warm and low eyes stared at the file without moving, the corners of pale lips exuding a delicate and sarcastic arc.

Of course, Leng Yan knew that she was not willing to submit, and she banged her fingers on the document. "Hurry up and sign. I have to go back and take care of your mother. She is not ill!"

Leng Yan said unintentionally, but the light in the corner of his eyes had been observing the warm response.

Warm hands resting at the table trembled slightly.

My mother is ill ...

Not too sick!

"You're threatening me with your mother? And she's still sick?"

In the face of warm and clear eyes, Leng Yan strayed with a guilty conscience, and an embarrassing look appeared on his face.

"Whatever you think, you sign the papers and I'll take you to meet her!"

"Oh!" A warm, mocking chuckle, "This is the condition you gave?"

"Yes!" Leng Yan acknowledged generously.

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Warm slowly picked up the pen on the table, lifted it, suddenly rolled his wrists, and took the next heavy shot--

"Snapped!"

Frightened Leng Yan and Leng Feng!

When the table was shot, it was just like being beaten, Leng Yan was a little angry, "What do you mean?"

The warm frost mask, the clear eyes are full of coldness, like the ice on the lake in the early morning of winter.

"How do I know if this is the oboe you sing?"

Leng narrowed his eyes, his face embarrassed and annoyed. "Do you think I'm lying to lie to you? Your mother has been sick for a long time!"

Warm didn't even lift his eyelids, and said lightly, "Since you've been sick for a long time, how dare you use him as an article?"

"you……"

Leng Yan reached his finger warm, but could not speak.

Leng Feng saw the situation wrong, looking at the warmth, and slowly asked: "Warm and warm, you really don't want to see her mother?"

Although he spoke softly in the wind, but in that gentle voice, there was a threat of threats.

A warm and cold cry: "I have come here without a mother for the past 20 years. I do n’t even know what she looks like. She has a first name and a name. How significant is it to see?"

Leng Yan reached out and covered his heart, showing sorrow and indignation, slap on the table, "pound!"

After the muffled sound, he stood up tremblingly, his trembling fingers warming: "You are not allowed to say such jerk! How sad your mother should be, you know?"

He looked at him warmly and funny, "I don't want to be such a jerk, but who makes me have such a daddy? I follow my father, sorry!"

Leng Ying slammed back into the chair, glaring warmly!

"Isn't your father ... kekekeke ..."

The intense coughing made him swallow the second half.

Leng Feng slaps his back for Leng Yan, half concerned and rebuked: "Warm and warm, dad has a heart attack, can you say a few more words?"

Leng Ye finally managed to slow down and snorted heavily.

Leng Feng took the baton of negotiation in his hand, looked at the warmth, and asked, "Do you really want to meet your mother?"

Warm porridge, "Think, why don't you want it? The question is do you let it?"

Leng Feng reached out and nodded on the file, "Sign this!"

"Oh yes, you probably don't believe me, right? I tell you, your mother is really sick, and it's been many, many years. If she can't get enough care, she will probably ..."

There was a strange smile on the corner of Leng Feng's lips. He didn't continue talking, just took out his mobile phone and transferred out a few photos for warmth.

The camera lens is a bit far away. I can only see a woman wrapped in a "wool" blanket in a wheelbarrow, and only "show" a head, covering her hair, and she can't see the features.

Warm didn't know her mother, let alone a picture like this?

After reading, warm eyebrows raised: "Don't just go to p photos and just want to fool me! I'm not fooled by you!"

She has been counted several times, and she is now a soldier.

"This is your mother!"

The emperor behind him suddenly made a sound, saying very surely.

In an instant of warmth, I looked back at the emperor ...