Yun painted a moment and smiled bitterly, but he forgot about it.

The more I look at this child, the more I like it.

Well, it ’s okay not to be his master. He can only teach him practical skills in the future.

...

Unconsciously, another three years have passed.

As if having a long, long dream.

Yue Wuyin only felt that the soul slowly condensed inch by inch.

Like a broken doll, he is being slowly stitched, little by little ...

It was a pain of rebirth, as if a butterfly was breaking a cocoon into a butterfly--

There seemed to be many people talking.

Faintly, there is a woman's crisp, humming voice ...

His heart was inexplicably painful, and even his breathing was choked.

At last, when the dust settled, he slowly opened his eyes, and in his eyes was a beautiful little face.

However, the face of the master of the face was incredible, as if he saw something monster--

what happened?

Yueyi subconsciously raised her hand, and wanted to touch her face if a flower suddenly grew.

Why is this Lin Ke'er a **** expression.

It doesn't matter if he raises his hand, his face suddenly becomes more than half!

The little hand he raised was white and tender, and there were five small meat nests on the back of his hand, so cute ...

"Wow, it's so cute! Xiaoyueyue is getting old and young again! What a beautiful little Zhengtai!"

Lin Ke'er finally called out.

She reached out and wanted to pinch his little face.

Feng Lishou's eyes were quick, and she grabbed her Lushan's claws and pulled her into her arms.

Improperly knocked her head: "Mother-in-law, there is a husband here, are you not good at getting up and down with other men?"

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