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Under the night, a red light passed by. As the light spread more and more, the prince and the child Qiao looked up at the same time.
Qiao Mu suddenly felt her body light up and looked helplessly at the prince who stretched out his hand to lift her up.
?Bite your little white teeth! A child muttered: She wants to grow taller, but she won¡¯t give him a hug when she grows taller!
"Qiaoqiao, I will miss you very much." The prince leaned against her forehead and muttered softly, "Don't worry, I will remember the gift in return, and I will return it to you when we meet again, okay?"
Well you ghost! What the hell is your return gift? I don¡¯t really want it
"Okay." The prince smiled and agreed on behalf of a certain child.
you! You can still talk to yourself so much! Shameless guy, the baby is so angry.
After a red light passed by in mid-air, a slightly shorter black shadow suddenly appeared behind the prince.
He is a young boy of about eleven or twelve years old. He is completely different from Qiao Hu's tiger-like head. This young boy is cold and handsome, with sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes, and he has already begun to show off his talent.
The strangest thing was the pair of eyes he was looking at. They were born with different pupils, gold and red.
Qiao Mu looked at it with curiosity, completely ignoring the young boy's sullen, handsome face that refused to be watched.
"This is Xiaoqi." Prince Mo glanced at the child behind him with a headache. Seeing that he was impatient, he told him to leave early tomorrow morning, so he couldn't wait to come.
"You are the flaming golden dragon!" The child's eyes lit up and he stared at Yan Qi's little head and looked back and forth.
The dragon's head, which was majestic and terrifying at that time, has now turned into a human head!
The young boy glanced at her, snorted and looked away.
"He has a bad attitude!" The child turned his little head to look at the prince, his face paralyzed, and he didn't even realize he was complaining, "Can I beat him?"
The prince almost laughed out loud and shook his head to express regret, "You can't beat me."
The child said "Oh" and muttered secretly, "If you can't beat it, forget it!"
Prince:
Hearing this, the little boy turned around and stared at her! Does this little bastard mean that if he can beat him, he will be beaten? ?
?Bold, bold, and rude human beings! The young boy turned his head and glared at the child. The child swung his eyes and glared back not to be outdone.
The prince held the child's waist with one hand, turned around and walked into the attic with the child in his arms.
Are the two little guys at odds with each other? Why do you stare like a black-eyed chicken when you first meet? It's better not to put the two of them together.
"We can't stay overnight today." Putting the child on the bed, Mo Lian reached out and stroked her forehead with a regretful expression, "Go to sleep. Close your eyes obediently, and I'll leave after you fall asleep."
Qiao Mu:¡¡
Staring at me like this, I can only sleep with ghosts!
The prince reached out to pat her little body and said softly, "Don't worry, I won't forget the gift in return. We will meet again soon, and then"
The prince brushed his sleeves, and little friend Qiao vaguely smelled a faint scent of soothing medicine. She fanned her long eyelashes twice and fell asleep.
Mo Lian sat beside the bed, staring at her in the cold moonlight for a while through a layer of light gauze, and then stood up and left.
The door of the wing closed with a creak, and the young man's tall and slender back was stretched out under the cold moonlight, solitary and noble, as if covered with snow.
Yan Qi's figure flashed, turning into a dragon and flying into the sky, hovering and flying under the cold moon.
The prince jumped up and stood quietly on the dragon's back. He turned back and took a deep look at the small courtyard.
Although I am not with you, I want to be with you¡¡
See you again, Qiao Qiao.
The flaming golden dragon flew across the sky, reflecting in the dark sky, spreading a sea of ??red flames! (Remember the website address: 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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