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Pei Ting is speaking the truth, Mao Mao's chubby hands are so fluffy and easy to touch, very cute!
She felt that Maomao was like Sun Dasheng in Journey to the West, with shrewd, intelligent, and transparent eyes.
Pei Ting likes Maomao very much, from the bottom of her heart!
At the same time, Wen Keqing was still thinking, the black-haired mouse he rescued was considered male, and it became a female black-haired mouse when he took the elixir and transformed into a shape.
The mouse who became a master established the ancestors and established the famous "Sanhe School" at that time, the largest sect dedicated to Feng Shui!
Wen Keqing sighed, thinking of that beautiful and inhuman mouse spirit, he was convinced of her clingy ability!
That guy is simply a genius, there is nothing in the world that she dare not do, probably because she feels that she has herself, and she can't die anyway.
It's just that I didn't expect that I could only save her three times. After the fourth time, she didn't die, but I did!
She recruited generations of apprentices with great fanfare, and it is estimated that there will be apprentices all over the world!
"Sister, can my hair really be removed?"
"Yep!"
"Uncle Wu and Uncle Zhao both said they could trust you, and I believe you too!"
"Well! Believe in my sister, but is it really okay for you to become a boy? You will never have your own children in the future! Do your parents agree?"
"Well, I agree, don't worry, sister! I told Uncle Wen just now that I will also accept apprentices in the future, and I will accept 77 apprentices, all of whom will be my father's grandchildren!"
Dugu Mao Mao grinned, Chang Zhi actually thought he was cute!
"That's fine, just be prepared!"
"Then let's go, Uncle Zhao is at my house, I came here to pick you up specially!"
Zhao Zheng is also helpless, this child is so active, as soon as he heard that Pei Ting will be home soon, he immediately volunteered to pick up Sister Pei Ting for him!
I don't need you to pick it up, I think my baby is too!
On one side, Duguchen and his wife looked embarrassed and sorry, so he couldn't say anything!
This child probably doesn't go out very often, maybe he hasn't been to other people's homes. Thinking that the two in his own home are also abnormal, he feels more at ease.
"Third Brother!"
"Baby come here!"
Pei Ting led Dugu Mao Mao, Wen Keqing and Chang Zhi followed, and went to Mao Mao's house together.
As soon as Pei Ting entered the door, she saw Zhao Zheng standing at the door waiting for her. Zhao Zheng's slightly unhappy mood finally felt as if the dust had fallen to the ground. He breathed a sigh of relief, hugged her in her arms, and asked her if she was hungry. Are you thirsty
Dugu Maomao's family looked at Zhao Zheng, who was expressionless just now, and now Pei Ting, who is as nonchalant as a peach blossom, and they are simply amazed!
"Baby, eat some fruit first, and your favorite egg tart, put on the cushion first, and we will eat later!"
Zhao Zheng nodded to Duguchen and his wife, and pulled Pei Ting, who had only had time to smile with the couple just now, onto the sofa. Pei Ting was really hungry.
Zhao Zheng is holding a fruit plate in his left hand, and Pei Ting's favorite egg tart in his right hand. It seems that he is about to feed it!
"Third brother, there are people, I will do it myself, hee hee, it's so sweet!"
Before she finished speaking, the half-peeled egg tart was delivered to her mouth.
Hey, it's still hot, and it tastes really good, it seems like I made this myself!
Seeing Pei Ting eating deliciously like a little mouse, her eyes narrowed, Zhao Zheng was very happy!
Just now Pan Yuting asked Zhao Zheng what he likes to eat, but Zhao Zheng said that durian and others can be ordered casually, as well as egg tarts
Fruits, durians, this is normal, but she has never seen a big man like to eat egg tarts, well, they prepare them for her little girlfriend!
The aunt at home has learned how to make pastries, and Dugu Maomao also likes to eat these small sweets, so the family prepares fresh ingredients almost every day.
Isn't that right, small egg tarts, small pieces of donkey-hide gelatin jujube cakes, beautiful macarons of various colors, button-sized biscuits
Maomao saw the sweetness of sister Ting's food, so she also picked up an egg tart and ate a piece, um, it was sweeter and more fragrant than usual!
After Pei Ting finished eating the egg tart, she ate another donkey-hide gelatin cake, a small biscuit, and a small piece of durian, and signaled to Zhao Zheng that it was enough.
Pei Ting took a sip of a small cup of honey grapefruit tea. It's not too sweet, but quite refreshing!
Zhao Zheng's stern face gradually softened, which showed that he was satisfied at the moment.
&nb??Nodded, turned his head and patted Zhao Zheng's hand soothingly, scratching his palm, Zhao Zheng looked at his baby with crooked eyes like a little fox, and felt even more itchy I really want to rub someone into my heart!
"Aunt Pan, you go back to the room with Maomao first, and I will go back with my third brother to get some things, and I will be here in a while!"
"Well, go early and come back early!"
"Sister Ting, I'm waiting for you, come back soon!"
Pei Ting patted Mao Mao's head, smiled and nodded, and was dragged out by Zhao Zheng.
The cool breeze is blowing, and the night is pleasant!
Zhao Zheng took Pei Ting to a wall covered with flowers in a dead corner of the road. Before Pei Ting could speak, he kissed her.
"Well¡¡"
The girl's body is soft and fragrant, Zhao Zheng thinks he can take this opportunity to do something, after all, he won't be able to see his baby overnight!
Pei Ting never thought that the third brother would really dare to do something in this blind corner. Unfortunately, she didn't have time to resist, and she was already carried into the corner by him
Zhao Zheng didn't know why he was so impulsive, every time he was with the girl in his arms, he wasn't close enough!
This corner was too dark, he could only feel the girl leaning against his chest tremblingly following his own rhythm, and the suppressed panting sound made him intoxicated! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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