The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Yun Shaojun stunned for a long while before turning his gaze around. When he saw the most amiable Ang Ling, he liked to play with him, and his hair was more than half white. Lingyang, the gods finally slowly wake up.

"The grandfather..." overflowed from the mouth of Yun Shaojun with a crying voice. "Grandfather, what about my mother? They...have they died?"

An Lingyang sat on the edge of the bed and held him in his arms. He whimpered: "Jun Jun, it’s useless for my grandfather, I haven’t saved you and your mother. It’s useless for my grandfather!”

"Hey! Mother! Hey!!!"

After all, Yun Shaojun was only an eight-year-old child. At this time, he confirmed the death of his parents and couldn’t help but burst into tears.

An Lingyuan’s wife always liked these two children most. At this time, she couldn’t help but be red-eyed. “As long as you and An’an live, it’s good to live! After Jun Jun and An’an follow us, we will treat you as your own. Is the child taking care of it?"

Yun Shaojun cried for a while, only wiped away the tears, and the eyes were full of hate. "The grandfather is the person of the Jinwu tribe. It is the Uda that killed the beast and the mother! I must avenge my mother." !"

"Your mother's hatred has already been reported." An Lingyi quickly said, "Jun Jun, what you want to thank most is that he saved you, and he and the second son killed the Jinwu tribe. Lunda also died in their hands."

Yun Shaojun squatted for a long while, sat up in bed, and bowed his head seriously.

He took a light shot on Yun Shaojun's shoulder, indicating that he did not have to do these vagrants, but his eyes fell on the little girl Yun Anxin.

I saw that there had been so many things happening. The little girl kept her head down, her face pale, her body shivering, as if she was immersed in her own world, she could not pull it out.

奚玥 Warm hand gently touched the little girl's forehead, Yun Anxin immediately trembled fiercely, seemingly horrified to avoid.

However, all of a sudden, she seemed to feel something, and looked up slyly, her eyes falling on her body.

"An An, are you okay?" An Ling was nervous. "Is there any pain? Let's take a look!"

However, when An Lingyi spoke, Yun Anxin immediately grabbed the sly hand in horror, like a frightened bunny, hiding behind the cockroach, his body shivering.

No matter who, except for Yan and Yun Shaojun, other people just talked, and when they approached the girl, she was scared, her face was pale and scary, even Anling wanted to force her to treat her, she was scared. The ground was fainted.

"An An, An An -!" Yun Shaojun was so scared that his face changed, and his unhappy sister did not let go.

"PTSD (trauma sequelae)." He shook his head and looked at the little girl's pale smile, with pity in his voice.

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

The sigh sighed: "An An has been hit hard and frightened, leading to the closure of the heart. This has nothing to do with the body's disease. It is a psychological obstacle, even if I can't do anything about it."

"That... what should I do?"

He reached out and touched the girl's forehead gently. He said: "As long as I take care of her, let her forget the pain of the beginning and feel happy, she will definitely get better."

Yun Shaojun's eyes were red, and he clenched his fist and said: "I will take good care of my sister."