Chapter 1005: 1005
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last,
His eyes were slightly red and his eyes were low,
Want... Or,
The next time she comes,
He apologized.
And give her his favorite clay sculpture.
She... Will she forgive him?
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……
……
Fu Sheng was carefully looked after by the maintenance spirit for a whole month.
Until a month later,
Her hands were scabbed, and the elves reluctantly let her go out to play.
Fu Sheng stayed in the house for a month and has learned a lot of words.
Now?
She can almost speak some everyday language.
Although there are still some unclear pronunciation,
But she can't stop the soft and lovely sound of her little milk.
Yini seems to like listening to her baby voice very much and always pesters her to talk,
She also knitted all kinds of beautiful wreaths, which was too enthusiastic.
Fu Sheng was forced to wear a wreath every day and was dressed up like a doll.
When it was finally released,
She sat quietly under the tree and watched everyone play hide and seek.
She is small and wobbly,
So people didn't dare to play with her,
Fu Sheng didn't make trouble. He sat obediently, got up and walked by himself from time to time.
She didn't bother Michael anymore,
Bored, he quietly walked to the other side away from the corner and squatted down slowly,
There are many flowers on the grass,
Little by little, very beautiful.
Fu Sheng squatted down and slowly picked the flowers, ready to weave a small wreath by himself.
Children have nothing to do,
She can only entertain herself.
Fu Sheng sighed like an old aunt.
The wreath weaving technique is not difficult. In addition, Eni often did it in front of her,
So it was easy for Fu Sheng to follow her way and do it in a pattern.
The only drawback is that her hands are too small and short to grasp the pedicel, and the garland will always spread.
Fu Sheng was not annoyed and did it quietly,
Squatting small body, the whole person is as soft as a glutinous rice ball.
……
……
In the distance,
In the corner.
Michael carefully placed his favorite clay sculptures next to him, neat and pleasing to the eye.
He seemed a little nervous. His ice blue pupils always unconsciously looked at the empty position beside him,
The delicate white face tried to be soft,
The eyelashes are curved, and the tender and purplish red lips seem to be a little soft,
A little tender voice with a few sub Bureau promotion uneasiness,
"Yes... I'm sorry, cecia."
"I... I didn't mean to push you."
"I... I'll give you all these. Don't... don't be angry, okay?"
Michael has organized countless languages in his mind,
Finally, when he said it, he was still knocking, with a bit of tension and uneasiness.
After repeating it several times,
The young man lowered his soft eyelashes slightly, and his beautiful and flawless side face was still stretched unconsciously,
The blue eyes flashed a trace of loss and loss,
If
What if she's still angry?
The little boy unconsciously looked at the fence stained with blood,
He gently pursed his lips and stared at his hand in a daze,
Will
Will it hurt?
Because of him,
She was hurt.
Xiaomi Caleb's ice blue pure pupil seems to be a little dark,
Staring quietly, silent.
[Ding Dong -]
[system refreshing...]
[fragment recognition: + 5%]
[total recognition: 25%]
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last,
His eyes were slightly red and his eyes were low,
Want... Or,
The next time she comes,
He apologized.
And give her his favorite clay sculpture.
She... Will she forgive him?
[Ding Dong -]
[system refreshing...]
[fragment recognition: + 5%]
[total recognition: 20%]
……
……
Fu Sheng was carefully looked after by the maintenance spirit for a whole month.
Until a month later,
Her hands were scabbed, and the elves reluctantly let her go out to play.
Fu Sheng stayed in the house for a month and has learned a lot of words.
Now?
She can almost speak some everyday language.
Although there are still some unclear pronunciation,
But she can't stop the soft and lovely sound of her little milk.
Yini seems to like listening to her baby voice very much and always pesters her to talk,
She also knitted all kinds of beautiful wreaths, which was too enthusiastic.
Fu Sheng was forced to wear a wreath every day and was dressed up like a doll.
When it was finally released,
She sat quietly under the tree and watched everyone play hide and seek.
She is small and wobbly,
So people didn't dare to play with her,
Fu Sheng didn't make trouble. He sat obediently, got up and walked by himself from time to time.
She didn't bother Michael anymore,
Bored, he quietly walked to the other side away from the corner and squatted down slowly,
There are many flowers on the grass,
Little by little, very beautiful.
Fu Sheng squatted down and slowly picked the flowers, ready to weave a small wreath by himself.
Children have nothing to do,
She can only entertain herself.
Fu Sheng sighed like an old aunt.
The wreath weaving technique is not difficult. In addition, Eni often did it in front of her,
So it was easy for Fu Sheng to follow her way and do it in a pattern.
The only drawback is that her hands are too small and short to grasp the pedicel, and the garland will always spread.
Fu Sheng was not annoyed and did it quietly,
Squatting small body, the whole person is as soft as a glutinous rice ball.
……
……
In the distance,
In the corner.
Michael carefully placed his favorite clay sculptures next to him, neat and pleasing to the eye.
He seemed a little nervous. His ice blue pupils always unconsciously looked at the empty position beside him,
The delicate white face tried to be soft,
The eyelashes are curved, and the tender and purplish red lips seem to be a little soft,
A little tender voice with a few sub Bureau promotion uneasiness,
"Yes... I'm sorry, cecia."
"I... I didn't mean to push you."
"I... I'll give you all these. Don't... don't be angry, okay?"
Michael has organized countless languages in his mind,
Finally, when he said it, he was still knocking, with a bit of tension and uneasiness.
After repeating it several times,
The young man lowered his soft eyelashes slightly, and his beautiful and flawless side face was still stretched unconsciously,
The blue eyes flashed a trace of loss and loss,
If
What if she's still angry?
The little boy unconsciously looked at the fence stained with blood,
He gently pursed his lips and stared at his hand in a daze,
Will
Will it hurt?
Because of him,
She was hurt.
Xiaomi Caleb's ice blue pure pupil seems to be a little dark,
Staring quietly, silent.
[Ding Dong -]
[system refreshing...]
[fragment recognition: + 5%]
[total recognition: 25%]
last,His eyes were slightly red and his eyes were low,Want... Or,The next time she comes,He apologized.And give her his favorite clay sculpture.She... Will she forgive him?Ding Dong -system refreshing...fragment recognition: + 5%total recognition: 20%Fu Sheng was carefully looked after by the maintenance spirit for a whole month.Until a month later,Her hands were scabbed, and the elves reluctantly let her go out to play.Fu Sheng stayed in the house for a month and has learned a lot of words.Now?She can almost speak some everyday language.Although there are still some unclear pronunciation,But she can't stop the soft and lovely sound of her little milk.Yini seems to like listening to her baby voice very much and always pesters her to talk,She also knitted all kinds of beautiful wreaths, which was too enthusiastic.Fu Sheng was forced to wear a wreath every day and was dressed up like a doll.When it was finally released,She sat quietly under the tree and watched everyone play hide and seek.She is small and wobbly,So people didn't dare to play with her,Fu Sheng didn't make trouble. He sat obediently, got up and walked by himself from time to time.She didn't bother Michael anymore,Bored, he quietly walked to the other side away from the corner and squatted down slowly,There are many flowers on the grass,Little by little, very beautiful.Fu Sheng squatted down and slowly picked the flowers, ready to weave a small wreath by himself.Children have nothing to do,She can only entertain herself.Fu Sheng sighed like an old aunt.The wreath weaving technique is not difficult. In addition, Eni often did it in front of her,So it was easy for Fu Sheng to follow her way and do it in a pattern.The only drawback is that her hands are too small and short to grasp the pedicel, and the garland will always spread.Fu Sheng was not annoyed and did it quietly,Squatting small body, the whole person is as soft as a glutinous rice ball.In the distance,In the corner.Michael carefully placed his favorite clay sculptures next to him, neat and pleasing to the eye.He seemed a little nervous. His ice blue pupils always unconsciously looked at the empty position beside him,The delicate white face tried to be soft,The eyelashes are curved, and the tender and purplish red lips seem to be a little soft,A little tender voice with a few sub Bureau promotion uneasiness,"Yes... I'm sorry, cecia.""I... I didn't mean to push you.""I... I'll give you all these. Don't... don't be angry, okay?"Michael has organized countless languages in his mind,Finally, when he said it, he was still knocking, with a bit of tension and uneasiness.After repeating it several times,The young man lowered his soft eyelashes slightly, and his beautiful and flawless side face was still stretched unconsciously,The blue eyes flashed a trace of loss and loss,IfWhat if she's still angry?The little boy unconsciously looked at the fence stained with blood,He gently pursed his lips and stared at his hand in a daze,WillWill it hurt?Because of him,She was hurt.Xiaomi Caleb's ice blue pure pupil seems to be a little dark,Staring quietly, silent.Ding Dong -system refreshing...fragment recognition: + 5%total recognition: 25%
