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The old lady of the Huo family was anxious and wanted to see the gift in Mr. Butler's hand.

Finally, I nodded and agreed.

But when he agreed, he also blew his beard and glared at him, and gave Mr. Butler a look order.

Hum.

Stinky boy, I didn't agree because of the gift, I was so that Little Sugar Candy could be happy!

The old lady of the Huo family thought indignantly in his heart.

The other side.

Mr. Butler immediately arranged a maid to take Bo Lingyun to meet the little milk dumpling.

They did not go to the room on the second floor.

Instead, I walked through the huge living room and walked out of the villa through the side door.

Towards ... Garden.

On the side of the villa, there is a luxury garden of several hundred meters square.

Exquisite and beautiful.

Whether in spring, summer, autumn or winter, there are all kinds of flowers blooming.

In the past, the old lady of the Huo family dominated everything, and he loved orchids alone.

In every corner of the garden, valuable orchids are placed.

The delicate flowers, carefully nourished, bloom with a beautiful figure.

But.

Since the little milk dumpling moved into the villa.

Her favorite thing is to run barefoot in the garden.

As a result, the lawn area of the garden has become larger....

Precious orchids are replaced by other flowers with more delicate colors....

The once exquisite garden is now a dream fairy tale, like Alice in Wonderland.

Splendid and beautiful.

On the way to the garden.

Bo Lingyun is still calm and calm.

But in his heart, there was a little doubt.

Is Little Sugar Candy in the garden?

Does this point in time seem weird?

Why didn't the old lady of the Huo family accompany her?

The little boy's thoughts revolved around the little milk ball.

After a journey.

"Young Master Bo, the little miss is over there, you can go over and play with her."

The maid pointed respectfully in one direction, and then left quietly.

Didn't disturb the two little hosts.

And Bo Lingyun, his clear eyes looked not far away

- he saw it in this fairytale-like garden.

Standing stands a bracket painted blue with a small yellow seat hanging in the middle.

It was a swing.

Simple, rough.

A swing that doesn't fit in with this nice garden.

This swing is almost like something you can see everywhere in the park.

Qingjun boy's face frowned slightly.

And it's not right to think.

This "humble" swing is precisely a children's facility from a certain park.

Last night....

After Jiang Shenxing sent the little milk ball back to the Huo family villa, he did turn around and leave.

But before officially leaving.

The three brothers of the Jiang family also did another thing.

That is to move the favorite swing of the little milk dumpling from the community park to the expensive garden of the Huo family villa.

The simple equipment contrasts sharply with everything around it.

However, the swing was installed by the three brothers of the Jiang family.

It's as if their love for the little milk ball will always stay by her side.

And at this time.

Huo Xiaodang was sitting on the swing.

She was different from when she was sitting on the swing last night, and there was no bright cute smile on her pink and jade face.

Small yellow seat.

And no longer again and again, flying into the sky with the shaking.

The little milk ball pursed its small mouth, its clear pupils were gray, and he quietly looked not far away.

The white and tender small balls are like small flowers wet by rain.

Gently, the petals were dropped.

Just a little bit of it.

Bo Lingyun's heart suddenly twitched.

Bursts of sourness rushed up.

Huo Xiao Sugar should not be like this.

She should be a warm little sun, a brilliant pistachio, a sweet little sugar ball.

She should be carefree!

Always happy!

Bo Lingyun did not immediately step forward.

He quietly looked at Huo Xiaodang not far away, and a firmness that he had never had before flashed under his eyes.

To protect Huo Xiao Sugar.

He must use all his strength in this life to protect Huo Xiaotang.

Don't make her feel bad, don't let her worry, don't let her shed a single tear.

On the tip of a small heart.

The teenager made a vow that would last a lifetime.

He is willing to spend his whole life guarding his treasure.

Under Bo Lingyun's handsome Lang Sven, it is a cold and fierce aura that is breaking through the shell.

Dark as inky under the eyes.

That undercurrent surged and soon returned to calm.

Bo Lingyun shouted in the direction of the little milk ball, "Little sugar candy." "

......

Can't cry.

Don't cry.

Sugar candy is not allowed to cry!

The little milk ball sat on the swing, with a lonely little face, and did not make any sound.

But in the bottom of my heart, there is a little person who is trying to suck his nose and suppress the sadness that wells up.

The little milk ball did not dare to cry before because of Yao Chunxia's arrogance.

This shrew-like woman always used the harshest and roughest words to order Huo Xiaotang again and again.

Don't want to see a single tear from her.

And the little milk ball is now not afraid to cry, but does not want to cry.

Because as long as she cries, those who care about her and love her will also be uncomfortable.

This morning, Dad waited in the room early and got up with her....

During breakfast, Grandpa asked Aunt Cook to make her favorite crystal shrimp dumplings....

Before Brother Xingxing went to school, he also specially gave her a lollipop, which is a sweet strawberry flavor...

Father.

Grandfather.

Brothers.

All love her.

I hope she is happy and smiling every day.

Sugar candy can't let them down, don't cry!

Not a single tear can fall.

But...

The uncles are gone.

The eldest uncle, the second uncle, the third uncle.

By the time she slept last night, they were all gone.

Little milk balls may not be the smartest, but emotionally, she is the most keen.

In the beginning, he never had, and he was incomparably pampered around him.

For the first time, Huo Xiaotang parted and loved her relatives, and she was also the relatives she loved.

A little heart.

It's like pouring lemon juice.

Good sour, good sour.

It's so uncomfortable, it's uncomfortable.

But....

Can't cry!

If she cried, her father would be just as uncomfortable as Sugar Candy!

The little milk ball pursed her pink lips and sniffed gently.

However, in the eye sockets.

There is already a layer of redness.

The "luck system" is connected to the consciousness of the little milk ball, starting from her trance and unsteady sleep last night.

I strongly felt the suppressed sadness in the heart of the little milk ball.

"Little master, according to human scientific analysis, tears are the best way to vent emotions. Whether it is sadness or happiness, tears can be shed.

"Little master, if you are really uncomfortable, cry out."

"Little master, it's okay..."

"No, can't sugar candy cry, can't make daddy worry."

Little milk balls don't know how many times, they refused the proposal of the "luck system".

Soft little balls.

Stubbornly clinging to her heart.

The "Fortune System" uses countless methods to make the little milk ball laugh happily again.

It even mentions the surprise gift left by Jiang Qingyan.

Every time I hear Jiang Qingyan's voice, the little milk ball will become happy.

But today.

Even this magic has failed.

For the first time, the "Fortune System" encountered an unsolvable problem, and even if it used up all the Fortune Points, there was no way.

In racking brains to no avail.

The "Fortune System" can only turn into a colorful white light and quietly surround the side of the little milk ball.

I hope that this warmth can heal the sadness in the heart of the little milk ball.

Therefore.

Whether it is the "lucky luck system" or the small milk ball, they all ignore the appearance of the super lucky star - Bo Lingyun.

Until that sentence.

- "Little sugar candy." The

young man's clear and pleasant voice reached the ears of the little milk ball.