A little man slowly came in.

I saw Lai Li kneeling on the ground and slapped himself.

She looked angry and saw her come in and quickly turn her back on the shen son.

It was the first time she had seen the thorny.

I can’t believe she’s too angry.

"Uncle Ai Yang" Zhu Xiao called gently.

She knew she might not come in.

I didn't want to come in, but in order to save her internal injuries, I couldn't get angry.

He took a soft breath and looked at Lai Li, “Go out.”

Almost in an instant, Lai Li even climbed out of the house, standing under the roof, feeling that his face hurt, and his legs hurt.

I want to pick up my pants and look at it, and see that Zhao Yan is on the side of his face worried, and Lai Li smiled, "I am all right."

“

Bite the lip.

Lyra’s leg, “You bled.”

"This little injury, it's okay, I'm going to take medicine, you wait for your sister at the door, and then, I'm sorry," Lai said, turning away.

He took a deep breath.

Worried, she looked in the direction of the house, but she could not go in, small, no matter what happened, would not let her in.

In the Library

He sat down, but Zhu Xiao first pulled a stool and sat down slowly.

Just sitting down, the ass pi pi is painful, "sing" but endure.

The sound of the sound of the hustle and forth, seeing Zhu Xiao sitting on the stool, suddenly had the illusion of playing sex xing seeds like a child.

"I just cooked something for you, tired, Uncle Ayang, you promised me to sit and talk," Zhu Xiaowei said.

She knew that this man, in fact, was still very fond of AI for her, and also gave her face.

Otherwise, it will not be angry, and let Lai go out.

The “shut up” is cold.

"Uncle Ayang, I know why you are angry, do you think I am sick, Lai brother also let me cook for you to eat, angry I do not know how to take good care of my body shen son"

“

The sun is silent.

As Judith said, he remembered.

Why was he so angry when he learned that the porridge was cooked by Zhu Xiao?It's not that she doesn't take good care of herself, she thinks Lai Li bastards.

He worked hard to save people, is it to let a slave practice?

"But has Uncle Ayang ever thought, why do I endure the pain and also give you a bowl of porridge, cold mix a small dish, that is because I know that Uncle Ayang in order to save me, consume the internal strength, but also suffered internal injury, and you have not eaten many things for several times, people are iron, rice is steel, a meal does not eat hungry panic, I know the taste of that hungry, I hope that uncle Ayang is good, I hope that the heart of grace is not false."Don’t eat it, you’ve already killed it.”

“

And licked his lips.

This is a lesson he is still telling grievances.

Whether it is the former or the latter, he cannot be compared with a daughter.

Embarrassed.

"It was Lai Li who accidentally got on the ground, so he knew he was wrong, and he hit himself in the face."

“Judith is small.

Is it?

She does not believe.

But since Suzhang said so, that is.

"So, but I misunderstood Uncle Ayang, really shouldn't" Zhu, slowly stood up and shen, "Then Anyang uncle, in order to pay the crime, I will first clean up the ground, and then go to give you a bowl of porridge."

"You go to the porridge, there are people here to clean up" Yingyang cold and cold.

“Good”

Zhu Xiao slowly swallowed out of the house.

She walked very slowly, and Ying Yuyang knew that she must be very painful, but she did not shout a word of pain.

She said she wanted to give thanks.

But he was not very much at all about her kindness.

“Come, clean up the ground.”

The sound of the gargoyette fell, and immediately someone quietly entered the house, buried his head to clean the fragments, porridge, and cold dishes on the ground.

Shen went to the incense, and suddenly there was a faint cold smell in the room.

Zhu Xiao went out of the house, Zhu Zhaojie immediately came forward, worried about low calls, "small"

“It’s okay, sister, you go back first, I can handle it.”

“But” Zhu hesitated.

"Go back, and read with the flowers, learn embroidery or embroidery, go."

"Oh," Zhu Zhaoyi responded, unable to resist and said, "then you take care of yourself."

She was afraid of the fire and beat Zhu Xiao.

Zhu Xiao smiled, slowly went to the kitchen, cuddled a bowl of porridge, and reloaded a stack of cold dishes, put it in the tray, and prepared out of the kitchen.

Halfway through, looking at the rattan pear in the basket, washing the hands, washing the kitchen knife, opening the rattan pear in half to the plate, and looking for silver tones, and carrying to the study.

She guessed that the history of the Yangyang is not simple, this tune is definitely silver, it can not be iron.

Into the study, the light cold smell, and the Yang body on the sun on some similar, but not very different.

The ground is clean.

"Uncle Ayang, eat breakfast" Zhu Xiao put the tray in front of Yiyang.

“Hmm”

He answered gently and served a small mouthful of bowls.

The smell of porridge is delicious, and the cold dishes also have a taste.

“

He paused slightly, and then was really hungry, and soon a bowl of porridge and a plate of vegetables were eaten clean.

"Ayang uncle can have another bowl," Zhu Xiao tentative xing asked, eyes are finely broken smile.

It is a cold and ruthless qing, and loves AI tempered big boy.

“No, are you still cooking lunch?” he asked.

"Cook, I saw the stone clam in the kitchen, and we cooked it for lunch, so as not to die."

Take the silver toning the pear to dig out and put the rattan pear in a clean bowl, and dug three wholes, before pushing the bowl into front of the hustle, "Ayang uncle tastes this, this rattan pear is a good thing."

“

He looked at the bowl, looking at what was inside.

Twenty-two years later, no woman would do that.

So meticulous.

What they say they love ai him, their hearts are happy with him, nothing more than the power and wealth of his body after shen, and there are several people who are happy with him, simply because he is a yo-yo.

“Is it delicious?”

“Uncle Ao Yang has not eaten.”

“Forget it.”

He gently placed the bowl and put it in his mouth.

A little sweet.

Sweet

Unbelieving people ate another piece of it, and this time it was true.

It's sweet.

Damn it.

“How does it taste,” Zhu asked.

“Okay, you’ll get some more this afternoon.”

“Good”

Say what pain, in the mouth of the desire yu owed, all go to hell.

But I thought, it’s August, and the damned July is over.

The corner of the mouth of the hustle and mouth slightly hooked, and ate all the good ones.

There are still some indesl.

But his control was excellent, and he did not look much at the plate.

"Uncle Ai" Zhu Xiao called.

The voice is soft, soft with sweet, but also with the little girl's crisp and sweet.

After listening to the heart, the heart is tinged.