The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

When the old man saw her in the eyes, she heard that the power of Yuanling was not greedy and joyful. Instead, she was calm and calm, and could not help but be more and more gratified: "I will soon dissipate, Xiaoxi Xiaoyou, you must remember." Before you have enough strength, you can't let anyone know the existence of Yuanling. Otherwise, it will not only become your disaster, but also become a great disaster for the greedy Terran. Remember to remember!"

As soon as the voice fell, the original faint silhouette slowly dissipated and turned into a little silver light, disappearing into the empty room.

"Wait a minute! What secrets does Yuanling contain?"

Why can't you let anyone know the existence of Yuan Ling? When the old man mentioned the power of the space, he did not say that the Xiaoxi must be kept secret, and the special and powerful Yuanling could be seen.

"What do you want me to do for me?"

However, there was only an empty echo in response to her, and the cry of the giant egg.

"The old grandfather has disappeared, oh... Niang, the baby can feel that the old grandfather will never come back..."

Tunxi is about to ask, suddenly felt a slight sting in the brain.

Then, she felt that her connection with this space suddenly increased. Even if she was standing in this room, she could clearly feel what happened in every inch of space inside and outside the space.

Tunxi was shocked for a while, only to slow down. She touched the sad, fat egg, and sighed: "Okay, don't cry, people will always die. You have an egg, why? Still so sentimental?"

The giant egg was touched by her, but she stopped crying, but she protested loudly. "The baby is not called a giant egg, and the giant egg is not good at all."

The black line of Tunxi, you know the name of an egg, "What do you want to call?"

The voice of the Dome is full of ignorance and expectation: "That... I don't know what to call. But isn't it true that the mother should help me with the name?"

The soft and soft voice was both clever and shy, and the creek seemed to see a round child who was tweaking his clothes and tweaking his face, looking at her with eager face.

Tunxi was teased by his own imagination. He couldn’t help but ridiculed: "Well, since you don't like the name of the giant egg, is it better to call you an egg, round, rolling?"

"Mother is bad, the baby is not round, the baby is not so ugly name, hehe..."

The giant egg is even more sad, crying, and Xiaoxi can't help but laugh. In the end, he can only compromise: "Well, then I will think about it again. Before I think of it, I will call your little name first. This is all right." ?"

The egg can't be used, and it can only be promised by the commissioner. At the end, I have to remind Quxi: "Mother must give the baby a name quickly!"

纥溪扶额: "Can you call me a mother?" God knows that she is only sixteen years old in this life, or a beautiful young girl, how can she be someone else's mother inexplicably? What's more, it is still the mother of an egg.

"But are you obviously a mother-in-law?" The voice of the egg is shocked and sad. The crying is just a hundred times more fierce. "Mother, don’t you want me, oh... baby where? Bad can be changed!"

The frontal angle of the creek of Quxi was jumping straight, and the head that was crying was hurting. In the end, he had to break the jar and broke: "Okay, don't cry. When do I say no to you, you like to call it!"