Chapter 662 Angel's White Moonlight 11

Bai Sang told the story of being chased just now, and a few golden peas fell from his palm.

Paralyzed on the early morning body, gasping for breath.

"Chasing you?" There was a layer of chill in Qingchen's eyes, and he carefully hugged him and put him on the stone bed, "Are you injured?"

After finishing speaking, he was about to pull Bai Sang's clothes with both hands.

Bai Sang was still wearing the clothes she made herself. Although it was poor compared to the previous clothes, it was better than the clothes worn by other demons.

She didn't have time to stop it, but when she heard the jacket being ripped, she wailed, "My clothes!"

He hugged the clothes that had been torn in half like a baby, and then glared at him angrily.

Feeling guilty after being stared at in the early morning, she just felt so distressed when she saw Sangsang's tattered clothes because of this incident.

Thinking back to the clothes worn by the angels he saw in the sky in his previous life, and those worn in winter.

Even what she wears is better than Sangsang's.

But the clothes on her body can't be worn by Sangsang at all.

This is body clothes.

But winter clothes are not body clothes...

His eyes came to Bitter Winter.

Han Dong was preparing food, took it out of the basket, and then put it in a pile of golden peas and stirred it.

A crackling sound appeared, and soon the black fruit turned into a white fruit.

The rich fruity fragrance permeates the home.

"I'm fine, let's get rid of them." Bai Sang shook her head.

She just took out a small basket from under the stone bed, and put a few needles ground out of bones in it.

Start sewing your coat.

These few clothes are time-consuming, and it is very troublesome to make another one.

Because of her small move, Qingchen advanced her plan.

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Because Bai Sang had an accident when she appeared this time, she was not at ease to let her out early in the morning.

The fruit can only be eaten sparingly.

Eat one a day in cold winter, two in the morning, and three in white mulberry.

Well, originally Bai Sang didn't want to eat it.

It was still stuffed into her mouth by Qingchen, with an expression that he would cry if she didn't eat.

Bai Sang is already twenty years old.

Although I haven't seen my face, I can guess it from my height and hands.

Qingchen now looks like a twelve-year-old.

He is not as tall as Bai Sang, only at the chest position.

Although the facial features have become more refined, but the intentional expression is still somewhat childish.

"Sangsang, I'd better go out with you in the future."

After a few words of persuasion, Bai Sang disagreed, so he had to find another way.

"No, you will definitely be discovered if you go out." She shook her head repeatedly.

"Then you don't take me there, and you have to go by yourself, I'm angry!"

Qingchen turned around and turned her back to Baisang.

Every time I get angry, I do this action.

Bai Sang hurriedly coaxed people: "No, you are too bright, and it is easy to be spotted by demons when you go out. I am doing it for your own good."

"When you find it, you will find it. As an angel, those demons..."

Can't say anything after that.

Sangsang is also a demon.

At first, when he arrived in hell, he was hugged by Sangsang, thinking that he would be eaten.

Who knew that Sangsang took care of herself very carefully.

In the early morning, I thought she was not a demon.

How could there be a devil so kind.

But no matter how he looked at it, he was a devil.

"You are an angel, those demons dare not touch you, but..." Bai Sang was a little bit reluctant to hit people.

But morning is the angel who descends from the well of the fallen.

It's a fallen angel.

How can the devil respect.