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Chapter 35

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    Gentle and smooth, the lingering sound lingers, listening to it makes people drowsy.

    In addition, at some point, the air-conditioning in the room gradually became warmer.

    More urging people to fall asleep.

    A bit of the head, a bit, a bit, and finally leaning against the arms of the person behind him, sleeping soundly and deliciously.

    The sound of the zither stopped at some point, and when she stretched out her left hand, a fox fur was carefully covered on the body of the person in her arms.

    As for himself, his head was lowered, his eyelashes cast a shadow, and his eyes were fixed on the sleeping face.

    I don't know what a good dream I had, but the corners of my mouth were always raised.

    Looking at it, my heart became soft and messed up.

    Obviously when I first picked it up, it was still so small, and when I squeezed it lightly, I cried to death. I asked him to feed me when I was hungry, I asked him to coax me when I fell, and I asked him to find my place when I was bullied by spirits.  Ask him to hug, and when you want something, ask him to buy it immediately.

    He also clumsily braided her hair and sewed her clothes ?

    Why did it suddenly change?

    Possessiveness over the child.

    The teacher is like a father, and the teacher is like a father. He has grown her up for countless ages. He should have been loving and generous to her like an elder relative, and taught her earnestly. When she really grows up, he will let her go.  Belong to the life you want.

    But just thinking about it is full of reluctance, retreat, and restlessness.

    After being lonely for so long, he saved a life that should have passed away. This child, from the moment he was picked up by him, should belong to him.

    No one can have a closer relationship with her than him. This is his fate, bondage, and should not be robbed by others halfway.

    Those people approached with a purpose, even if they had good intentions for a while, they must have taken a fancy to something, so, instead of handing Tao'er into the hands of someone who makes him worry, it is better to let Tao'er stay by his side all the time  .

    Since he chose to save her at the beginning, he must be responsible to her to the end. Love is not a necessary thing in the fairyland, and time is boundless. One day, she will understand his good intentions.

    Just stay obediently by your teacher's side, only a teacher is the one who treats you best.

    Don't make your teacher angry because of irrelevant people.

    A soft kiss fell pitifully on the forehead of the person in his arms, and just like this, the eyebrows were pressed against each other, and the trembling eyelashes were slowly closed, warm and peaceful.

    Until, Chu Xiaotao woke up in a daze, but saw a face suddenly enlarged in front of her, and she almost died of fright.

    ?He took a suffocating breath, tried not to let his body move, blinked his eyes, looked at the distance so close, he might not know where he touched if he didn't pay attention, but Master's skin is so fair and delicate, just like tofu.

    Want to poke.

    It's just that it will definitely wake up Master, umwhy is Master also asleep?

    Still touching her forehead, uh Isn't the neck sore?

    But it's not the same thing like this, but it's not easy for her to wake up Master to sleep, so why don't she squint for a while and go back to sleep by herself?

    Just as she was thinking, her eyeballs were rolling around, and she was caught off guard by a pair of silent and dark black eyes.

    She was startled again and almost hiccupped.

    "MasterMaster?" Breathing intertwined and intertwined, Chu Xiaotao was as obedient as a quail. After calling out, she saw that the face that was close at hand was far away from her.

    At the same time, a big hand with well-defined bones rubbed his red forehead.

    "Hiss¡ª¡ªit hurts¡ª¡ª" It's okay if you don't touch it, but it's terrible if you rub it.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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