My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

4943, Smith

Qiaomu blinked, and felt that Yuan Yue's words made sense.

After all, Qiao Qiao's lotus is a man of great luck.

Undoubtedly, you should scare yourself. You must strengthen your conviction and believe that Qiao Qiao's lotus will definitely return.

But no matter how she soothed herself, the anxiety remained undiminished.

It's been this long, and Jojo is worried.

The imagination flickered, and the dumbfounded moo suddenly emerged from the side of the tree.

Since this time, ancient Molian has been asleep in the soul beads, and Qiaoqiao is upset.

Mo would come out of the sign every day, and without a word, she sat quietly with the small face paralyzed.

Sometimes she followed a small facial paralysis in the village to see a doctor, and others could not see her half-stranded spirit form, so she followed the paralysis.

See facet paralysis, apply acupuncture and medicine, see facet paralysis to treat patients, after watching too much, this dumbfounded, and occasionally ask a question or two.

When Qiao Mu saw her shake out, she subconsciously raised her hand and touched her head.

Mo is also a lonely person, sometimes with small facial paralysis looking at her, sometimes feeling a little bit sad.

The thought of her wandering alone for so long in that lonely time and space in Hanoi would deeply hurt her.

I used to be with me, no friends, no family, or even nothing.

"Medicine." Mo Yan followed her head spitting out a word.

Luan Yue glanced at her, "Jojo, she ..."

This ethereal soul looks very unstable, as if it would dissipate in the air at any time.

"My good friend, Mo." Qiaomu grabbed Mo's hand and asked calmly, "What medicine."

"Medicine, medicine." Mo crooked his head, as if trying to express what he meant, but couldn't express it.

So he was always beside the tree, walking around with a headless fly.

"Where are you uncomfortable?" As soon as Qiao Mu said, he couldn't help rolling his eyes.

It's funny that there is something uncomfortable in a soul body.

"What do you want to express. Don't worry, think slowly. It's not too late to tell me when you can express."

Mo understood Qiao Mu's words, nodded his head seriously, and looked a little funny.

"Jojo." Broken Moon smiled at her, "We are now ..."

When he was half talking, he glanced coldly to the left.

Feng Xunzi hugged Mao Mao, and was taken aback by the man's cold eyes.

She hurriedly tightened the fur in her arms, narrowed her neck, and cried in horror, "Little, little doctor, doctor."

The noble and aggressive young man next to the little doctor, when he ordered the bombardment of the sons with a stone cannon, did not care what happened to the others ...

The terrible breath of the superiors came upon him.

Feng Xunzi secretly muttered: When she first "picked" the little doctor back, she felt that she was not like an ordinary person.

How can an ordinary person grow such a delicate little face of Yu Xuetiancheng.

"It's okay bitch, it's okay." Qiao Mu stepped forward, comforting the panicked mother and son.

"What happened to Mao Mao's hand."

"I just fell down when I ran."

"It doesn't matter, it's good to take some medicine soon."

Qiao Mu raised his hand to wash and apply medicine to the child, but Feng Xunzi seemed to be scared, and hurriedly took a step back.

(End of this chapter)