Princess Sets Poison Again

Leng Yihan chuckled: "Well, a careful full moon ceremony."

Murong Xuefei frowned: "You have been doing this without sleeping at night?"

She always thought he was chopping wood, but did not expect to make a shaker for Xiner.

Cold and embarrassed scratched his head: "I want to do it early to sleep carefully."

Murong Xuefei's eyes flickered: "Don't make it so late."

"No, everything is done." Leng Yihan took the shaker into the room, "try."

Murong Xuefei put a small quilt on the shaker before putting it up carefully.

Leng Yihan shook it gently, narrowing his eyes carefully and suddenly.

Murong Xuefei laughed. "She likes the gift you gave."

This child has never loved crying or laughing since he was a child.

Leng Yihan raised his lips and couldn't help but touched her little face.

This was the first time he had taken her seriously and looked like Cher, but those eyes were exactly like him.

Such a cute child was killed by him.

Leng Yihan suddenly blinked.

Judging by his expression, Murong Xuefei knew that he already knew that Xiner had passed on his love.

She sighed and comforted: "It's not your fault, it's her destiny, it's the way she should go, and she won't blame you."

Leng Yihan shook his head with red eyes and said, "No, it's my fault, and I can't forgive my mistake for life."

Without him, they would not pass on love, and they would not suffer a lot.

Seeing him like this, Murong Xuefei is also uncomfortable: "You don't have to do this, she has her life, you give her life, this is the most important."

What could be more important than life.

Leng Yihan looked up with red eyes: "You don't really blame me?"

Murong Xuefei was silent for a while before she said: "If you blame you, you can make your heart better, I will blame, but now that things have happened and it is impossible to change it, then what use is I blame you?

Leng Yihan's heart ache again, and he embraced her with guilt: "It's my fault, can't ... give me another chance."

Leng Yihan said that it was a bit difficult. He felt that his mistake was not worth forgiving, but he wanted to stay with them, take care of them, and make up for his mistakes.

Murong Xuefei lowered her eyes: "Sorry, give me some more time."

She can't blame him, but she can't accept him now.

Leng Yihan's eyes dimmed, and he said, "It's okay, you can let me stay with you like this, I'm very happy."

Watching her change a little bit to him and growing her heart a little bit, he was really satisfied.

If he could stay with her all the time, he would rather sleep on that bamboo couch all his life.

Murong Xuefei chuckled her lips and she wanted to give him a chance. She could have no husband, but she didn't want to have no father.

In the days that followed, Leng Yihan took more meticulous care of Murong Xuefei and Cao Er, and faced with his wife and daughter, Leng Yihan was very happy.

Although Murong Xuefei has not yet accepted cold and cold, the atmosphere between the two is getting better and better.

Holy City.

The **** looked at the letter from Lan Yanyu and laughed.

"What's so happy?" Mo Beichen walked in and saw her smirking.

When Mo Beichen came back, the **** ran over and said, "You are back, your husband is working hard for you."

Hearing the phrase "Fu Jun", Mo Beichen was exhausted for a moment, and he reached out to take her into his arms: "Scream again."

"Fu Jun." The **** was not shy, he called again, and a sweet kiss was also included.

When Mo Beichen's eyes were hot, he kissed her severely, clasping her head.

The **** bent his eyes, and the three giant tails behind him came out instantly and wrapped around his neck together.

Where could Mo Beichen still stand, she hugged her directly and walked to the bed.

I didn't expect it to evolve into a baby doll movement in the end, she really didn't want to seduce him.

Three times later, the **** surrendered directly.

"Why are you so energetic?"

The man who moves is obviously him, why is she tired to die every time? Instead, he became more and more mental.

Mo Beichen hugged at her heart.

Afraid that he was thinking again, the **** quickly shifted the topic and said, "Don't you ask me what is laughing?"

"Um." Mo Beichen answered absently.

The **** quickly moved away from his arms: "It was Lan Yanyu who sent the letter saying that they had all gone to the Snow Mountain."

"So what." Mo Beichen moved over as soon as Baitan moved.

The **** was helpless and could only hold his restless hand: "So cold and cold not only did not give them the house, but also driven them away, but you know where the cheeky Lan Lanyu would go, he and Zhuo Qing Yun, they are right next to their hut, and they have built a few new houses. "

"They're not going back to the valley?" Mo Beichen frowned.

Compared to snow-capped mountains, Yougu is more suitable for living.

The **** chuckled: "It is said that they live on both sides. I guess it is Murong Yu. They know what to be careful about, so they reluctantly follow it and take care of it. Xue Fei is very happy, so many people are careful Play now. "

"Lan Yeyu also said that Leng Yihan and Murong Xuefei's feelings are a lot better, and the two have become more and more acquainted, so reconciliation is just around the corner." Bai Tan turned to Mo Beichen with a smile.

She is really happy for them. Whether it is cold and cold, Murong Xuefei, or even careful, it is too bitter. If they can be reconciled, even the most bitter will become sweet.

Mo Beichen caressed her hair: "You can rest assured now."

They are also a matter of her heart.

Beaver laughed, "I believe that Xue Fei will accept cold and cold, after all, they will be good, careful and good."

Speaking of caution, the **** couldn't help touching his belly.

Why can't she be pregnant? The key is that they still work so hard.

Knowing what she was thinking, Mo Beichen took her to her arms with some distress: "Don't think about it, we have nothing, we always have children."

Warm big hands caressed her flat abdomen, and Beaver's eyes were a little wet: "What if we don't have children in our lives?"

Mo Beichen didn't take it seriously: "That's not right, we have two people in our lives."

It's his life to live in a two-person world.

Baitan pouted: "No, I like little dolls. I want little dolls as smart as my heart."

She wanted a female doll, as beautiful and cute as Xiner, and a male doll, and she would marry Xiner back to their house.

"I work hard." Mo Beichen's eyes darkened, and she held her hand uneasily.