After the medicated meal is fed, Jun Moyuan takes the handkerchief and carefully wipes the corners of his mouth for the moon Qianlan.

Then he took her body into his arms.

"Little moon, do you remember The first time we met? I don't think you remember. You were so young at that time I must have forgotten that for a long time

"But I never forget. I'll never forget it in one lifetime, and I'll never forget it in the next... "

Jun Mo yuan chuckles. He lowers his head and kisses her lips.

At that time, Xiao yue'er, a little girl, wore two braids and a pink embroidered skirt

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yueqianlan gradually opened her eyes from a burst of darkness.

The moment I opened my eyes, it was dark all around and I couldn't see my fingers.

She didn't know where it was.

She moved her hands and feet, but found that there was pain in her legs.

She groaned in a low voice: "ah It hurts. "

Who knows, the next moment, she was frightened by her own voice.

Because the voice is not the voice of an adult, but the voice of a baby.

Month thousand LAN is startled, open big eyes, raised hand to cover own mouth.

All of a sudden, a hand caught hold of her hem.

There was a weak voice, whispering: "help Help me... "

The person who asked for help from her was actually a child, and the voice seemed to be the voice of a boy about seven or eight years old.

The boy's voice was full of despair and helplessness.

Yueqianlan looked towards the voice, still can only see a dark.

She pursed the lip, slowly raised her hand and held the boy's palm.

"Cold It's so cold... " The boy whispered.

The month thousand LAN touches his palm that moment, that scalding temperature, scalding her body a shake.

What made her feel even more terrible was that the boy's hand was bigger than hers.

The moon is full of waves, and the spirits gather and disperse.

She couldn't figure out what was going on.

The boy involuntarily slowly close to her, and then into her arms.

The body of the month thousand LAN, can't control of back lean.

The boy's strength is too strong for her to hold.

The two fell to the ground together.

The boy hummed in a low voice: "ah, it hurts so much..."

The whole person of yueqianlan is under pressure.

She couldn't breathe. She felt very strange. How could a child of about seven or eight years old have so much strength to crush her? She frowned and reached out to push the boy on her.

"You You get up. I'm almost out of breath. "

Vomit the voice of the export, is still the voice of the milk baby, month thousand LAN frighten a body to shake.

What's going on?

How could her voice become so tender?

It's like the voice of a four-year-old or something.

The boy soon rolled down from her, and the moon had not responded.

The boy took her into his arms.

The boy's body is as hot as fire. He trembles and holds the moon.

"Little moon, I'm cold. Can you lend me a warm The boy asked in a low voice, trembling.

The moon was so startled that it didn't come back for a long time.

What's the situation?

She was held in her arms by a child who was almost seven or eight years old?

And she couldn't get away with it.

All the people are confused.