Morning, the Heir

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Chapter 874 Beads, don't you die.

Wen Xiaoxiao did not expect that Jiang Shinan would actually start. Here is the funeral of Lin Xiaomi’s father. She is not willing to cause any commotion, and she is taking Jiang Shinan to leave quickly.

"Don't you say to get water? Water?"

Jiang Shinan's chest violently undulating, closed his eyes, eased the anger in his heart, and handed the water to her.

He wants to play Shengdong not a day or two.

Four years ago, when she needed him most, he abandoned her. Four years later, he had no way to protect her again, and she was so wronged by Liang Yin.

Such a man, if not Wen Xiaoxiao desperately stopped, Jiang Shinan had long sought him.

Wen Yifan was also the first to see Jiang Shinan hitting people. In his memory, Jiang Shinan is the best man in the world.

His eyes are wide and some are slow.

Jiang Shinan knew that he had scared the little guy just now. He leaned over and hugged him with one hand, and the other hand circled Wen Xiaoxiao and walked to the auditorium.

Wen Yifan squatted on Jiang Shinan's shoulder, and his eyes couldn't help but look at Shengdong, who couldn't climb up on the ground.

There is a little worry in my heart, and there is a strange feeling.

What did he say when he didn’t finish it? He is not his teacher. What is he?

Before the cold Jun Lin, he had never seen Jiang Shinan. He always thought that when Shengdong divorced Liang Yin, he would laugh with Wen Xiaoxiao.

He also thought that the reputation and Wen Yifan had to have a stepmother and dad.

Can see Jiang Shinan's hand on Wen Xiaoxiao's waist, he is a little embarrassed.

If you change it to be cold, if you dare to put your hand on the waist of Lin Xiaomi, Leng Yuhuang will definitely cut off the roots of each other's fingers.

Leng Junlin climbed up from the ground and ran to the side of Shengdong with his chubby legs. He wanted to help him: "Sir Uncle, are you being beaten by the rivals? Too bad!"

Since the beginning of these days, Sheng Dong has not eaten anything except wine. There is no strength in the original. He was beaten by Jiang Shinan and stared at Venus. He did not even have the strength to climb.

Leng Junlin gave up the strength of breastfeeding, did not lift him up, just sat down on the ground, let him lie down.

"Sir Uncle, how did you become so ugly? Skinny like a ghost."

Sheng Dong heard the words, and his mouth was self-deprecating.

"You can't do this. You have already lost the wind today. Look at the uncle. You are compared with others. It is simply being abused into a scum. Oh, I have to say that this is better than cold, and you see him. Sao Bao’s squirts are dressed up every day before going out, and one eye will kill the enemy, and then look at you...”

The little guy snorted and snorted.

Sheng Dong slowed down for a while, feeling the pain in the stomach and the river. He climbed up from the ground and didn't want to trouble people here today.

I licked the small head of the cold, and walked away.

Leng Junlin did not know whether Shengdong had listened to his own words, and some of his anger shook his head.

Suddenly I heard that Leng Yuhuang was calling herself: "Cold Jun."

"Dad!" Cold Jun climbed up and ran quickly.

It’s hard to get cold and beautiful, and he helped him to remove the sticky leaves on his buttocks. He said gently: “I will help my father to take care of my mother.”

Leng Junli nodded hard and did not forget to tell him what he had just said: "Sheng Shushu has just been defamed."

In order not to add to Lin Xiaomi, Leng Yuhuang will definitely not allow any mistakes on this occasion. His people have been hiding in every corner and have told him about it.

It’s just a matter of feelings, he has no way to intervene.

"Let's go." Leng Yuhuang led him into the auditorium.

The funeral ceremony is about to begin.

Leng Jun Lin ran to the side of Lin Xiaomi. The thick little meat hand held the cold hand of Lin Xiaomi, and he said: "Is it cold?"

Lin Xiaomi shook his head: "Not cold."

The music of the ceremony rang, and the mournful voice immediately took Lin Xiaomi's sorrow. She endured it with great enthusiasm, and couldn't help but cry.

Cold Jun Lin also cried "wow".

When buried, the white pheasant was buried with Wen Yun. Next to them was Bai Ruoxin. In the photo, the girl’s bright smile seemed to warm the heart.

Bai Ruoxin, her sister, was also murdered, and so far she has not found out who the murderer is.

She forgot about the past, and at this time, she couldn’t help but take all the responsibilities to herself.

She was tired of her sister, and now she has been tired of her own biological father.

She cries for lack of oxygen.

Leng Yuhuang felt distressed and tightly held her in her arms: "Okay, you cry like this. If you are seen by your father-in-law, he will walk away and feel uneasy."

"You are good, it is the greatest comfort of my father-in-law."

Lin Xiaomi nodded her head. She understood this truth. It was just that the emotion of grief was not controlled by human beings.

At the end of the funeral, Leng Yuhuang took her to the parking lot, only to feel the pressure in the arms suddenly increased. He looked down and saw the little woman in the arms fainted.

Leng Yuhuang was so scared that she trembled and slammed her up, and shouted at the cold Jun who was behind her: "Follow."

Cold Jun Lin was also frightened, and the chubby legs were desperately chasing the cold and running, for fear of being left by them.

In the back seat, Lin Xiaomi leaned ignorantly, and the cold Jun was scared and cried. He just lost his grandfather. Now he sees that Lin Xiaomi has no reaction at all. He is terrified: "You don't want to die." ”

Cold and radiant blue veins: "Close your mouth!"

When I arrived at the hospital, Leng Yuhuang held Lin Xiaomi and went to the emergency room. The hospital had been notified in advance and did not dare to have the slightest scorn.

Everyone thought that Lin Xiaomi had any emergency, especially the cold 奕 拿 拿 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎 几乎

"Cold young master, little lady has nothing to do, she is just... pregnant."

Coupled with this period of over-worry, grief, will lead to fainting, as long as you pay attention to rest, adjust your mood is no big deal.

Leng Yuhuang feels like a moment from **** to heaven.

Lin Xiaomi’s sleep was very heavy. She also had a dream. In the dream, Bai Ruoxin wore a white dress and looked at her laughing, her sister’s sister called.

She also said that she took her father and mother away, let her live well and live for them.

When Lin Xiaomi opened his eyes, there was no strength in his body, and his mind still stayed in the dream of Bai Ruoxin’s smile.

She said that there is a surprise to give her.

Leng Junlin saw that she woke up, a small mouth, a happy smile, thought of something, fingers poked her head: "Are you awake? Said dizzy and dizzy, your dad and my father are scared to death. ”

It turned out she was fainted.

Raised his hand and licked his little head: "I'm sorry, I scared you."

Leng Junlin snorted a little awkwardly: "The doctor said, you have a baby."