Go Through My Demon Host - Chapter 4119

Chapter 4119 Mr. (4)

Later, without hot milk, she grew three centimeters taller.

No one congratulates her on her birthday, and no one keeps her New Year.

‘We will celebrate our birthdays together every year from now on. ’

‘One year, one ceremony, one inch of joy. ’

The year she walked out of Siwu, she was no longer a birthday.

Growth is a gift from God, and every year should be a happy one.

So from then on, she has suffered from many disasters and hardships, and she has not been able to achieve her wish.

Now, Ranbai is looking at him, his eyes are reflecting the heavy snow, the sun, moon and stars, and he smiles unrestrainedly: “Sir, your child has grown up.”

She was finally in front of him and could say she grew up.

The sound of laughter is flamboyant, wanton and noble, unique in this world.

He was never seen again.

Now that we have seen each other relatively, Mo Chen can only imagine what she looks like with her voice and touch.

The three-inch figure that has been engraved in his heart.

is the miracle of his life.

I shouldn’t say sorry, he had the honor to accompany her when she was a child for three years, he saw her joys and sorrows with his own eyes, and taught her very well.

Now that we meet again, it is already the supreme luck in this life.

Even if you can’t see it, you will always live in your heart.

This is enough.

He neither resented nor resented, he gestured at his dyed-white height, and said with a smile, “In the eyes of Mr. Bai, Bai will always be a child.”

She is His Royal Highness.

is the belief of all peoples.

is born king.

But she is just a child of his family.

has never changed.

“Is that so…” Ranbai looked at Su Ling in his eyes, his fingertips moved slightly, and finally he looked at the heavy snow, his lips twitched, his voice dragged, and his voice was lazy and pleasant, “Abai is three and a half years old this year, Do you want to raise a child, sir?”

“I want to.” The second he fell in the vernacular voice, his voice almost overlapped, “I really want to.”

been thinking.

Countless years.

“It seems that Mr. Bai will try his best to feed Bai fat.”

Ranbai snorted.

The snow was still falling, and the wind had stopped. The vampires sat lazily and swayed on the swing. The swing made a creaking sound. The slender figure stood behind and gently pushed her with picturesque features.

They had a time.

is just a period of time.

A loft carries three years of memories.

If the weather is lucky, the sun will be very good, through the staggered branches of the peach trees, just enough to fall on them.

warm.

basking in the sun.

Dyeing Bai will paint under the peach tree, and her husband will be watching her.

If the weather is bad, look at the heavy rain and dark clouds in the attic, and draw a whole rainy day.

At that time, the husband would put more clothes on her and make hot tea, fearing that she would catch a cold.

Maybe it was too fortunate at the beginning, and it will be unforgettable later.

Take three years of memories as the rest of your life.

Long come and go.

In the attic everything is the same as before, nothing has changed.

When he was young, Mr. coaxed her to sleep, and now, accompanied by the snow, he whispered bedtime stories to her.

“I want to hear the story of Yanzhou.”

Ranbai was lying on the wooden bed on his side, his fingers were holding Mr.’s sleeve, and he swayed one after another. His movements were childish, and he could see the faint moonlight leaking out of the window when he looked up.

Yanzhou is a beautiful place.

is the Yanzhou they had made an appointment with, but they had never seen before.

——”Will I accompany my husband to Yanzhou later?”

–“good.”

No one knew then, they couldn’t wait.

Their future died on the cold arrow that sealed the mountains with heavy snow that day, killing all the people.

“No need to listen.” Mo Chen said firmly, “I will accompany A Bai to see Yanzhou.”

(end of this chapter)