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Chapter 134 Crying Miserably

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    This nonsensical sentence made He Lianxie raise his eyebrows. What does it mean that she doesn't want to be abused by that woman Wen Changle in a small black room? Here's where to start.

    Chang Ying was ordered to step forward to take Helian Si, but He Lian Nie glanced coldly, Chang Ying immediately understood, and retreated back again.

    Seeing Yue'er at the side, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Fortunately, if the little princess was really thrown out by the emperor, how sad she would be.

    Helian Nie raised his hand, and lifted up the certain Sisi who was holding on to his arm,

    "Tell me, what's going on."

    A certain Sisi, who was temporarily saved by the dog's life, didn't care whether he was being carried by his own cubs with extreme no dignity.

    As soon as the small body was straightened, she quickly opened her small mouth and said, in a word, her five-year-old baby is fine on her own, and she doesn't want to be fostered under the name of a bad mother.

    Helian Nie's long and narrow peach eyes half-closed, looking at the small mouth in front of him, his face was full of seriousness, and he spoke as if there was really such a thing, Xiaotuanzi,

    Yinhong's thin lips pulled slightly, and he was not in a hurry to interrupt He Liansi, but listened to He Liansi's eloquent words very patiently.

    "Father, Father, Sisi is really okay with a doll, so don't give Sisi to bad ladies, okay?"

    In the end, a certain wanton sadness came from it, but it was so sad, his eyes were covered with mist, and it was so pitifully wet.

    She is only a five-year-old child, she still has a great youth waiting for her to be unrestrained, and she still has a lot of beautiful men waiting for her to be pampered, so she doesn't want to be buried in the little black house of the bad girl.

    He Lian Nie wanted to play with the ugly thing in his hand, so he didn't rush to answer He Lian Si's question, but let go of his hand, and put He Lian Si on the pear wood chair to sit.

    No way, this ugly thing seems to be getting heavier and heavier recently, and my hands are sore when I keep carrying it.

    Unexpectedly, Helian Nie's move frightened a certain Sisi, who stood up immediately with a 'ceng',

    ?The little short hand hugged Helian Nie's arm that hadn't been retracted in the future, and her pink and tender face was full of horror.

    "Father, father, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, don't be abused by the bad lady in a small black room, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, more beautiful men"

    Helen Nie: ""

    "Is my life still missing the beautiful boy? Oh, it seems that I am not very afraid of death."

    The voice of a certain villain tyrant was gloomy and cold, frightening a certain Sisi even more frightened, and the little short hand even tried to suck it up,

    He held Helian Nie's arm tightly and did not let go, with a bit of air of "holding on to the green hills and not letting go".

    "No, no, Sisi is terrible and dreadful to death. Wuwu Sisi's life is precious. Wuwu, father, you can't be so cruel."

    "Little Sisi, hiccup, yes, if there is no more, father, you will lose the invincible little cutie Sisi, hiccup."

    He Liansi's fluffy little head was shaking like a rattle, and his little voice was crying intermittently.

    The corners of He Lian Nie's lips twitched slightly when he heard that, and looking at the little boy who was holding his arms tightly and crying miserably, He Lian Nie felt inexplicably wanting to laugh.

    Usually you are bold and bold, but now you know you are afraid of death?

    This is not enough, just listen to the small group holding his arm, continue to sob and chat,

    "Father, father, if Sisi dies, in the future, hiccup, no one will sing, tell, tell stories to father" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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