Chapter 1580

He subconsciously wants to correct him, but drooping his eyes again, it's not right for him to be called his father again.

"Nianmo, I am your father! Do you want to see your mother? "

"Yes!"

"If you want to see your mother, listen to your father and do as he tells you."

"Listen to my father's But my father looks like my brother. Father, when nianmo is born, can he play with nianmo like this Suddenly, shennianmo was in high spirits.

He has always been with his father since he was conscious of his own initiative. He only saw running children in the street, but never played together.

Children still like to look for their peers. Shennianmo is no exception. He feels that such a father looks more friendly.

Shenjiuli: "..."

His eyes flickered a little, and he said slowly: "I want to read a stranger, do you want to play with children of the same age?"

Shennianmo pays more attention to head: "Hmm!"

Shenjiuli smiled: "after seeing Mommy, how about having a little brother or sister for you? They will play with you every day... "

"Good!" said shennianmo

God nine Li patted to pat the small stone: "well, read the Mo to cultivate."

As expected, shennianmo was in a rush for cultivation.

God Jiuli put him back into his sleeve, and then closed his eyes slightly to meditate.

He was injured in the sea of fire. His skill is less than half. It's probably not good for his next action. He has to fight against time to recover.

Xuemo, you are still alive! Xuemo, I don't know how you will react when you see us?

Do you want to be engaged?

he gently led a lead in the corner of his lips. Since he has come, where can she be engaged with others?!

Don't talk about engagement, even if he wants to get married, he should grab it or get it back!

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When is the moon? Ask Qingtian about the wine. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it tonight

There is a tinkling sound of zither from the garden. The wind blows the flowers and the water drains the spring. It's very pleasant.

A large to boundless garden, in which all kinds of flowers are in full bloom, with colorful butterflies dancing in it, full of spring.

There are strange flowers and plants, pavilions, bridges and flowing water in the garden.

In a small pavilion sat a man in a blue shirt.

that man's eyebrows are rarely seen in a beautiful way, a sky blue shirt and robe dragged on the ground, the wind blowing his clothes and long sleeves fluttering in the air, in front of a coke tail Wu Tong Qin, he lowered his eyebrows, ten fingers on the piano dance, a string of piano sound from his fingertips flying out, fly out of the kiosk, fly to the front of a piece of open space not far away.

There is an antique swing in the open space. There is a girl in red sitting on the swing. She looks like a girl in twelve or three years old. Her eyebrows are picturesque, her hair is drooping, and her forehead is almost covered by the sea. Her eyes are slightly drooping. Her long eyelashes are like crow feathers on the eyelids. Under the sun, she is quiet as a still butterfly. She is leaning on the swing, as if she is ripe Sleeping, like listening to the piano, looks very comfortable.

Not far from this open space, there is also a grassland. There are several children playing there. There are girls and boys. Each of them has a pretty face and is as lovely as jade and snow. They are either chasing or fighting, which looks very harmonious and beautiful.

The sound of the zither curled up and stopped. The man in the green shirt focused on the girl with soft eyes: "amo -"