My Little Mom Is The Richest Man

With horror on my face, I looked back at Su Ziqin who was laughing at my little success, helplessly.

"Okay, don't think about it. Some things will fade away slowly."

My face changed in a second, with my hair draped in my hair, is like Lin Daiyu in "A Dream of Red Mansions", who is sick and full of thoughts, with warm tears circling in my eyes, looking for the tipping point of pouring out. My only weakness may be that I can’t give up that indecent feeling. One thing that can be determined is that if he asks me for help in the future or they are in danger, I will definitely go forward without any scruples, even if the result is given. I can't heal the injury.

"I don't want to, okay? We will feel distressed if you are like this." Su Ziqin hugged me in his arms, leaning on her soft chest, I even blushed. When did the cheeky me feel dependent on the warm windy girl beside me again. US? Yes, don't I still have walrus, Su Ziqin, and Muqiu. With them, I might be able to survive until all these things are over.

I broke free from Su Ziqin's arms and smiled and said, "It's late, go to bed." When I turned off the light and went to bed, I suddenly joked, "Aren't you jealous, brother?" When it came to the face, there was really enough dust in the "cough cough". Okay, go to bed obediently. Otherwise, there will be no delicious food tomorrow! However, with Su Ziqin by her side, she slept so securely that night, so practical that even a sneak attack was not even noticed.

Outside the house, the walrus sat gracefully by the window as usual, listening to the conversation between the two little women in the house openly, watching the desolate man abandoned between the shoe cabinet and the wall, and said, "Go and rest~ "

Mu Qiu buried the handsome face in front of his chest that he thought Li Yishui had never looked at carefully. Thinking of Li Yishui's hesitation at that time, he really didn't understand why he couldn't compare to a cripple and full of hair. Old man! Mu Qiu ignored the walrus's words, and muttered, "Why?"

The walrus' anger gradually poured out, but then he could only sigh and return to the house by himself. Su Ziqin is not around tonight, so let's go and read a book. It's hard to stay alone at night!

The Qingqing who is in the darkness near the villa is quietly blowing the night breeze, and the green blade hidden in the loose sleeves-the lightweight blade made for her by the grandfather of the Qingqing, named after her, while the breeze blows. Moaning softly. Seeing the lights in the villa go out, the black belt dyed in blue followed the wind, his complexion flashed heavily into the night.

"Dangdangdang"

Li Yishui, who was sleeping, was not awakened by the sound of fighting, and he dyed blue quickly. Su Ziqin, who was sleeping next to Li Yishui, noticed the dyed blue cyan flying in from the balcony, but without a weapon beside her, she used her arm to resist the attack of the blue blade, and the result could only be blood splattered.

Su Ziqin, who was wearing lace pajamas, dodged the second blow and quickly pulled the pillow towel to cover the bone wound on his left arm. The blood quickly penetrated.

"Yishui~~" What Su Ziqin didn't expect was that the black-clothed woman who broke in ignored her who jumped to the door at all, but stabs towards Li Yishui, who is still sleeping with a sad face, and the cold light is dazzling. The screams echoed in a large room, without waking the target person, waking up the walrus who was still asleep, and Mu Qiu curled up in the corner. Su Ziqin knew that even if the two arrived late, she picked up the clothes hanger behind the door and chased up, hitting the woman in black in the head.

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