Chapter 2061 3.507 I Have You!

Mo Lian, I can meet you in this life! It's probably the luckiest thing in my life.

At that time, I was probably still struggling in a painful hell.

I have you!

I have you!

I have you! !

Miss Qiao moved her little head and pressed it into his arms, moving back and forth.

It seemed as if I saw myself lying in a dark dungeon during those difficult years, looking at the dark sky above my head, feeling helpless in a daze.

She seemed to hear Aunt Fan's shrill voice again, smiling meanly in her ear: "He'er, I'm going back to Liushu Hutong tomorrow. I've visited several houses of your cousin recently. Uh-huh, it seems. There is a pretty good one.”

I heard Fan Qiuhe's hearty laughter, "Congratulations to my aunt! I should be able to have my grandson next year."

Marry?

At that time, she could only stare blankly at the dark cell roof, listening to the squeaking of mice, and asking herself over and over again deep in her heart: What is it like to get married, and what is the life experience?

I really envy those people whose limbs are intact and can walk around normally in the sun...

I’m so envious of Aunt Fan’s daughter, so envious, so envious…

Mo Lian raised her hand and stroked her little head, looking past Qiao Qiao's black hair and landing on Tong standing far away.

With a cold and stern look, the order was given, and the latter immediately knelt down on one knee knowingly, and quickly led the people away with the order.

【To cut the weeds, we need to remove the roots! Fan Gu’s daughter, kill! 】

When it comes to hard-heartedness, His Royal Highness is obviously many times more hard-hearted than Qiao Qiao.

This man who controls the life and death of many people on Sky Sky does not have much gentleness and kindness. Even though he looks peaceful and harmonious on the outside, his heart is extremely cold...

He is a man who is willing to cut off even his eight-year-old nephew Mo Cheng for the sake of Mo Yu's future and the stability and well-being of Mo Country.

If it weren't for Qiao Qiao's sake, Shu Quan would still be smart. Mo Cheng is already dead now.

He is different from Jojo.

If Qiao Qiao's cold shell was cracked, there would be a soft-hearted little guy inside, fighting for his life in her snail shell and refusing to come out.

But he is a man who is as ruthless as a knife through and through.

Not to mention killing an innocuous daughter of Aunt Fan.

For his Qiao Qiao, what if he kills a hundred, kills a thousand, or transforms into a demon?

Qiao Mu looked up at Mo Lian and wrinkled his nose, "I'm hungry."

A faint smile immediately appeared on Mo Lian's lips. She reached out and hugged the little guy, "What do you want to eat? I'll cook it for you."

"Is snake meat good?"

"Hiss!!" Snake Bao was so angry! The little white snake raised its little head and rubbed the little master's wrist, "Master Yin, master Yin, dragon meat is delicious, dragon meat is delicious!"

Qiao Mu stretched out his finger and flicked the little white snake's head, then looked back at Mo Lian, with a pair of big moist eyes, shining brightly.

Mo Lian lowered his head and kissed her bare forehead, "Then why don't we find an inn to stay first. I'll cook a sumptuous meal for you!"

"Okay." Qiao Mu nodded, and with a wave of his sleeves, dozens of flamingos flew out from Taoyuan Star.

These little guys who play suicide all day long have a life span of only three years and prepare for suicide every day...

"Go." Qiao Mu waved his fingers, and a group of flamingos quickly scattered around Qingtian Valley in Wuwu Mountain.