The Tempestuous Consort – Wilfully Pampered by the Beastly Highness

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Abao looked at the disappearance of her mother-in-law, muttering her mouth, wrinkling her face, her tender voice, and sulking, "Daddy, Abao wants to kiss her mother."

Si Mobai looked at the courtyard covered by the drizzle, and said quietly, "Daddy misses your mother too."

A Bao gave a sullen oh, his mother left before he thought, and his father also missed his mother, then he would be shameless.

"Dad, the wind brought the rain in. Abao's face was a little wet." He didn't cry.

Sima Bai murmured, "This rain is a bit heavy."

A Bao raised his head, and the little man only saw Si Mobai's jaw. Although he didn't see tears or any sad emotions, but at this moment, he felt that his father wanted his mother more than him. , But also reluctant mother.

A Bao raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and forced the tears that were coming back out of his eyes to force him back. The little hand that was hanging aside, clenched his fist tightly.

He couldn't cry, crying couldn't solve the problem, just showing his cowardice.

At this time, Abao seemed to have grown up, and seemed to understand the words of Si Mobai.

Feng Tianlan was out of Sifu, and the rain was even heavier. The whole city was covered with drizzle. She couldn't help but look back, as if her feet had taken root, it seemed that she couldn't move.

Will it go forever?

Feng Tianlan narrowed her eyes, no, no, their difference is not forever, she and Mo Bai did not do anything wrong, this is not necessary.

Bi Ling and the curse, she has to get rid of it, even at the last moment of death!

Separate now, just for a better future!

Feng Tianlan froze the corner of her lower lip, no longer hesitated, just left.

The guard of Sifu looked at the back of the depression and looked at each other. This princess seemed to be leaving a bit miserable. Was it abandoned by Wang Ye?

After all, there is no order at the top, to help, or to keep up, is this a fake?

The guard couldn't help guessing the possibilities, but eventually swallowed them back.

As soon as Feng Tianlan arrived at the gate of Tianwai Building in the capital, he heard a rushing sound behind him.

"Tianlan."

"Xiao Laner."

Hearing the shout, Feng Tianlan looked back. It was Celine and Meier, who came towards her with anxiety and anxiety, and saw them, only to feel a touch of warmth on this cold night.

When Celine and Meier arrived, they couldn't say what they wanted to say. They always felt that speaking at this time was nothing more than spraying salt on the wound.

"Tian Lan, I'm here to eat rice." Xi Lin said stiffly.

Meier also smiled reluctantly, "I'm here to slap people."

Looking at them so carefully, afraid of poking her wound, Feng Tianlan's heart was extremely warm, "You don't need to do this, I'm fine."

"Uh ... can you talk?" Both Celine and Meier were surprised.

Feng Tianlan shook her head lightly. "The voice is not. This is spiritual language. It is vocal with spiritual power."

Celine and Meier couldn't understand what Lingyu meant, but this sounded like a terrible feeling.

"Laner, I'm hungry. Let's eat together. I haven't eaten together for a long time."

Celine spoke, Meier quickly followed, "I didn't eat."

"If Lan'er doesn't like the outside, then I can cook. I've learned a lot recently. Wang'er and Lao Xu both like to eat, and you just **** cooking.