He Lian's sloppy little milk voice twitched, and the little one was so touching. Brother Sanhuang, who doesn't like to talk, how, how can he be so warm~
However, He Lianyou didn't know why the little girl was crying, because it was a little daisy that she picked herself, and the little queen didn't like it.
So the little queen cried, squeezed her little hand helplessly, and patted the little girl's back with her little hand, the immature childish voice comforted clumsily,
"Stop crying, don't like it, throw it away, Peach Blossom, Second Brother will find it for you."
The six-year-old doll, seeing that she made Little Huangmei so sad, clenched her fists and blamed herself so badly,
In my heart, I wanted to write down that I was really a bad brother.
"Don't throw it away, don't throw it away, Sisi likes the flowers sent by Brother Sanhuang the most."
He Liansi shook his little head vigorously, raised his little face, and tightly held Brother Sanhuang's hand with his little hand,
Holding the tender white daisy in her little hand, she casually wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, but the eyes that had just cried were still wet and tearful.
"Hey~!"
The little girl stood on her tiptoes, and on He Lianyou's white and tender bun face, she placed a sweet, sweet and soft kiss that is only available to a wanton little cutie.
He Lian sucked his little nose recklessly, and tightened his grip on He Lianyou's little hand again, the soft and waxy milk voice hummed,
"Brother Three Emperors, I love you wantonly~"
He Lianyou was stunned, his little head was blank, only the little girl's sentence, "Brother Sanhuang, I love you wantonly~" echoed.
?He wrote down a notebook in his heart: Today, the little emperor sister kissed herself again, hugged herself, and said she loves Brother Sanhuang!
If you can see He Lianyou's heart with the naked eye, you must be able to see it. Now, our little Youer's whole little heart is covered with pink happy bubbles.
The trunk of the willow tree is thick, and the emerald green wicker is swaying in the wind. Under the willow tree, two little dolls,
The little girl in a crescent white gauze dress holds a few tender white daisies in full bloom in one hand,
Holding the little boy's hand in one hand, with a pink and tender little face, smiling like a flower.
And the little boy in a small brocade blue robe held the little girl's hand tightly with his little hand, and walked towards the lecture hall with steady steps.
It's just that the white and tender bun face, a pair of jet-black eyes, and the tiny starlight are as dazzling as the stars.
The two dolls, brother and sister, held hands and walked back to the lecture hall with small, steady steps.
The bell of the lecture hall has not yet rang, and the two brothers and sisters are not in a hurry. They have just walked to the door of the lecture hall.
Just then he saw Nanrong Jinghua who was standing alone in a silver-white robe among a group of small radishes head-on.
? A certain young lady held a beautiful little daisy in her hand, looked at a group of people,
Gently tilted his little head, a little person, there seems to be a big doubt on his little head, what is he doing?
He Lianyou held the little hand of the little emperor, his dark eyes fell on Nanrong Jinghua, and he became vigilant.
Master: The villain who covets the little princess is old.
?Recalling what I wrote down in my little notebook, the six-year-old He Lianyou held He Liansi with her little hand, and as soon as she changed her direction with her little steps, she deviated from the route silently and without a trace.
The little queen is still young and ignorant, so she must protect herself and not let her master abduct her. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com