My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 3: The six hundred and sixty-ninth

Chapter 2223 3.669 nobles

Mo Lin got out of the car, reached out to hold her Liang Qinqin's little hand, and asked softly, "Qiao Qiao, what's the matter?"

Qiao Mu's eyes fell on the woman for a long time, and her whole mind was almost empty for a long time.

For a long time, she seemed to be standing there, about to become a jade snow sculpture.

As if in the whole world, she was the only one left alone, standing there helplessly.

The subtle little snow fell on her body, face, hair and neck, and the line of sight in front of her seemed to ripple and float slowly.

Let her see the past, the past long ago.

The little figure is as it is now, kneeling at the door of the pharmacy, begging grandpa and grandma to the shopkeeper, begging him to give her a panacea, and begging him to go home with her to see his postpartum The dying mother...

At that time, she was so small, so pitiful, so insignificant, as if it were just a tiny dust in the world, weak and trembling, and fragile to make people feel terrible.

When you touch it, the foam in front of you will all shatter into light dust, and go with the wind.

"Is it cold?" Moline realized that her emotions were very problematic, and suddenly stretched out her arms to hug her into her arms, rubbed her small hands gently, and exhaled a breath of heat, "But suffocating?"

Qiao Mu's dark eyeballs moved slightly in the sockets, and his gaze fell on Mo Lin's face, and his little cold hand stretched out to touch his face.

"Is it cold?"

"Cold." He held her small hands tightly, put a slight heat on his lips, "I can cover them no matter how cold they are."

"Even if it is severe winter and frost, everything is withered. As long as I am here, Jojo will never have to fear the cold."

Qiao Mu laughed from the bottom of his heart, and squinted at him, "poor."

"Where is poor." Moline stretched his arms around her body, and put her in his arms. "Would you like to get in the car?"

"Okay." With a flick of Qiao Mu's fingertips, two streamers flew out and fell into Guan Yibo's palm.

The young son's gaze fell deeply on her leaving back, and his left hand involuntarily tightened slightly.

In fact, he had noticed her presence since she got off the car.

Looking at her gaze on Guan Yibo, watching her reach out and shake hands without him, hug each other, and whisper each other's heartfelt feelings...

Looking at her without noticing his presence at all.

Looking at her, after giving the medicine, he turned around and left~IndoMTL.com~ There was no lingering light from the corner of his eye.

It's like, in this world, there is no such person as Ding Yun at all.

Several calls were heard one after another in the crowd.

As everyone's sight fell on the medicine bottle in Guan Yibo's hand, only Ding Gongzi's focused gaze kept watching the little girl being helped into the car, leaving a cool and slender back.

"Ah, girl, this, this is! This is... it's a blood clotting pill!" The shopkeeper excitedly pointed to the small green fleshy fruit in Guan Yibo's hand, and couldn't help exclaiming.

"Which expert gifted this?" The shopkeeper hurriedly looked around.

At this time, everyone's eyes moved with the shopkeeper and fell on the awning wagon that was inconspicuous at the corner.

"Benefactor, please stay! Benefactor, please leave Gao's name, Yibo will be a gradual report in the future!" Guan Yibo overtook the first few steps excitedly, but only saw a touch of red clothes. Passed in a flash in front of my eyes.

(End of this chapter)