The Phoenix Arises

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"No worries..."

Suddenly awakened from the dream, Wen Xian looked at the bed around him.

Did not see no worries, Wen string immediately jumped out of bed.

The door was pushed open, and when I walked in, I just put the tray down and slammed it into the string.

No worries, then gently hook your lips, "You wake up."

"Where have you been?"

The hoarse voice is very wronged.

"I am going to cook porridge."

Listening to the sound of the sorrowful grievances, no worries stretched out and stroked his back like a child.

Porridge?

Warm string squatting, looking at the porridge on the table, looked annoyed. "Are you hungry? Why don't you wake me up?"

"I am not hungry, you are hungry." No worries, laughing, holding the string and sitting at the table, "I haven’t eaten so much in so many days."

No worries while licking him, while holding a bowl of porridge handed to the front of the string.

Wen Xian looked at the porridge in front of him, and the light flashed.

When there was no worry before, he didn’t have the heart to eat, and he didn’t feel hungry. Now that he smells this fragrant porridge, he is really hungry.

At the end of the string, the porridge bowl was smashed with a spoonful of porridge, but it was not eaten by itself, but sent to the worry-free lips.

No worries, then smiled and raised the porridge bowl in his hand, "I have."

Wen string is not moving, still sticking his hand.

No worries, can only hang down the porridge in the string spoon.

Drinking the white porridge, I also took a spoonful from my bowl and handed it to the warm string lips.

Wen string evil spirits smile, squatting down to drink the porridge of worry-free feeding.

The warm porridge is under the belly, and the eyebrows are raised with satisfaction.

"Sweet? It tastes good."

Sweet?

Worry-free, frowning, drinking a white porridge, a look of incomprehension, "not sweet, I did not put sugar at all."

"I said sweet is sweet."

Wen string handsome face red, awkwardly licked a spoonful of porridge to feed into the worry-free mouth.

No worries, eating porridge with no taste in his mouth, suddenly understood what.

Looking at the face of the worry-free face like a smile, Wenling Jun face is a little more red, and immediately transferred the topic, "I haven't spit any more recently."

"No."

Shaking his head without worry, gently caressing the stomach of Weilong.

In fact, the child is very embarrassed, rarely irritating her, she believes that he must be a baby in the future.

Looking at the careless and gentle appearance, the warm string heart suddenly softened, and couldn't help but reach out and put on the worry-free little hand.

Carefree and gently in the warm string of arms, enjoy this rare warmth.

The warm string is worry-free, and she loves her hair. "This time, the wind is always a good one, not raising you."

No worries, "Yeah, thanks to the hustle and bustle."

If she did not take care of her in these few days, she really didn't know what it would be like her and her children.

"Right, I said that I want to kiss my baby."

No worries, laughing and looking at the string.

Wen Ling heard that it was a very uncomfortable grin.

"She doesn't even have a man, she has a doll."

This woman, Xiao wants to finish his home without worry, but also wants to think about his family baby.

No worries, "It’s so good, there will always be."

When it comes to the object of the wind, I think of the portrait without worry.

"That, has Ning brother recently entered the palace?"

Warm eyebrows, "Should have it."

Recently, he was busy looking for her, and there is still a heart to mind that he will not come to the palace.

"Why do you want this?"

"Ah, nothing."

Looking at the eyes of Wensu’s suspicious eyes, I immediately turned to the topic without worry. “Is this porridge still not eaten?”

"Eat, of course."

The chord end of the porridge bowl, eat it quickly.

His family has no trouble to do back to porridge, even if he is dead, he has to finish it all.

......

In the pavilion of the Imperial Garden, the chills and the hustle and bustle are playing chess, and several others are sitting around the stone table drinking tea.

"I don't know how the third brother and the worry-free sister are?"

Hail on the stone table, bored and turned the teacup.

"You said that the third brother will really put the worry-free sister..."

Whatever thought of, the hail suddenly lifted in horror.

"What do you think?"

Warmer took a palm on the head of the hail. "You still don't know your third brother? He can't see your worry-free sister's grievances. I am afraid that I will surrender."

With the third child of the third child, as long as there is no worries, two tears are guaranteed, and everything is promised.

"Ah?" Hail blinked innocently. "So how come they can't come out now?"

Warm and cold eyes squinted at the ice. "You know a little child, don't know what is a small win."

The hail grinned disdainfully. "Do you mean to say me, you are not married? You know that you are a small winner."

In a word, it made everyone laugh.

Warmer was so angry that he had hands on his hips. "Hey, I said that you don't want to fight in a day, are you itchy?"

Warmer said, picking up his sleeves.

As soon as I saw the warmth of the preparations, the ice ran and ran.

"You are a tigress, so fierce, see who dares to want you."

"I still dare to run, seeing that I caught you, and your **** blossoms."

Two people ran one, one chased, and from time to time on the last two sentences, seeing everyone straightforward.

"It’s so lively."

The clear voice came, and everyone lifted it together.

Seeing Ning Zichen, the hail stopped immediately.

"Well, Ning's big brother is coming. You give me a lady, don't really get married when you don't."

The hail quietly pulled the warmth and whispered.

Warm and sultry, and sneaked on the hail arm.

"hiss......"

The hail hurts and **** his mouth, and sorrowfully licks his arms and licks his arms.

Big sister is really fierce, except for Ning Brother, no one wants it.

Ignore the eyes of the hail and sorrow, the warmth of the path to the face of Ning Zichen, a look of shame, "How come you?"

Ning Zichen gently hooked his lips and said, "I heard that the worry-free princess is back, let me see."

Warm and screaming, slamming his own brain.

"Look at my memory, I forgot to inform you. They are back, thank you for your help these days."

Ning Zichen grabbed the hand of Wenser.

Warm and stunned, staring at Ning Zichen.

Ning Zichen leaned over and blew it on the head of the warm singer.

Feel the gentleness of Ning Zichen's water, warm and sultry face, "Teng" red, silly looking at the handsome face that is close at hand, for a long time did not return to God.

The turbulent airflow spread in the gazebo.

Looking at the interaction between the two, everyone was blushing.

"cough......"

A light cough came and the two returned to God.

"So many people."

Wen string walked with no worries, and deliberately stunned his eyes and warmed up and Ning Zichen.

Warm and sultry, the face is reddish.

"Worry-free sister..."

Seeing no worries, the hail immediately ran over and pulled the worry-free hand, and looked worried. "You're fine, the third brother didn't bully you."

"Hey, this is all a mess."

The temperature string is not good at the moment, and a punch is pressed on the head of the ice.

"I don't think you are going to be with the big sister. They have learned badly with her."

When I heard it, I was not happy at once.

"What has broken down with me, obviously you have taught her to break."

"Stop, I am broken, the worst is both of you, and the face is talking about others."

The ice licks the warmth and the warm string, and the small eyeball turns left and turns right, and the expression of the proud Jiao Meng is not good. "Hey, you..."

"Hey, you..."

The two were laughed at by the hail at the same time.

"Auntie, you are a small pepper."

With the sound of ridicule, the four figures fell at the same time.

See Xuanyuan Mo, Duanmu and Jun Wuji, Ye Binging, everyone got up together.

"Hey."

"Hey."

Worry-free and hail are flying straight out.

Hail fluttered to Xuanyuan Mo Huai Li, the first time to complain.

"Hey, big sister and three brothers bully me."

Xuanyuan ink bent down and hugged the hail. "Oh? Who else dares to bully the little five."

Business commonly, we are very big.

The ice licked his mouth and pulled his sleeve up.

The white and tender little meat. The red trace on the arm is very obvious. continue to look at the Xuanyuan ink for a while, and lifted the cool and cold eyes.

Warmer's face was instantly green, and if there was Xuanyuan ink, she must go up and teach the girl.

"Oh, my mother, you can count it back."

No worries pull the innocent and Ye Binging, a look of tenderness.

Jun no evil loves the small face of worry-free, "What's wrong, isn't the string kid bullying you?"

Looking at the innocent eyes of the innocent, the temperature string can not help but swallow the swallow.

Seeing Jun innocent has been staring at Wen Xian, and immediately shakes his head without worry.

"No, he will bully me."

Wen Yan, Jun Wuxie finally recovered his knife eyes and looked at him with a sigh of relief. "Nothing is good. If he bullies you, he will tell you, he will be jealous."

Listening to the innocent words, Xuanyuan ink could not help but give him a big eye.

This guy, his father is still doing it, he would beat his son.

It seems that I noticed that Xuanyuan’s eyes were not good, and that there was no worries and she immediately flashed her voice.

"Really no, you do not beat him."

Freeze leaves it did not go, hips Road, "is what beat beat, you have to dare to beat my son, I'll smack you."

How good is the son-in-law, this guy is still awkward.

"Oh, thank you mother."

Wen Ling is a silly smile, and in exchange for a sinister eye.

Duanmu Xue came with Fengyi and saw Xuanyuan Mo and Jun Wuxie and others immediately greeted him happily.

"You can count it back."

"mother."

"aunt."

"grandmother."

Everyone is saluting.

Duanmu Xue waved his hand in an atmosphere, freeing everyone's gifts, and then turned to Xuanyuan Mo and Duanmu.

"You don't want to go out anymore. Warm heads are going to be married. You can get me at home to prepare for the preparation."

marriage?

The two face each other and then turn to warm.

Warm and sultry, and took Ning Zichen to the front of the two to introduce, "This is my sister-in-law."

"See the two predecessors." Ning Zichen down the ceremony.

He knows the deeds of Xuanyuan Mo and Duanmu, who are the legendary figures of the Dahuang Dynasty and the objects of their generation.

"Imperial."

Duanmu's hand reached out and helped Ningzi Chen up.

The sly scorpion looked straight at the warmth, and seemed to want to see her true thoughts.

Feeling the eyes of Xuanyuan ink, Wenther immediately dropped his throat.

"How about Ning Xiaozi, this is the warm hoe, personally selected." Duanmu Xue raised his eyebrow proudly.

Xuanyuan ink nodded lightly, "excellent."

"Right, there is another good news to tell you."

Duanmu Xue said that he turned to Jun Wuxie and Ye Binging. He was very excited. "No worries are pregnant."

For a moment, the atmosphere was stagnation, everyone was stunned, and the entire pavilion was so quiet that even the breathing could not be heard.