He stood up and walked two steps, then suddenly turned around, leaned over and said in Li Kuiyong's ear:

"I'll fall into the trap, let's see where you'll run this time?"

A string of silver bell-like laughter left, and the wind swayed like willows.

He Xiaoman lowered her head and secretly observed Li Kuiyong with her oops. She felt that it was very unreal. How could this world be so good? How could she send a "brother" to save her?

Li Kuiyong reached out and pointed her chin, raised her little by little, and said warmly:

"Don't bow your head in the future, the crown will fall off!"

He Xiaolan was stunned:

"What?"

Of course she didn't know this meme.

Li Kuiyong smiled and said:

"Your brother is the overlord of the art troupe. So what are you? Aren't you a little princess?"

He Xiaoman shyly wanted to lower her head, but her chin was supported, and two bright red spots rose on her thin cheeks.

"When you have a waist-length hair, I'll buy you a princess suit to wear. This beautiful sag hair is so scattered on your shoulders like satin, and you have to wear a crown on your head..."

A crystal light flashed out from the dark pupils, and instantly fell into the autumn water.

He Xiaolan tried hard to store the autumn water in the pond. She felt that she should be laughing at this moment, but tears still dripped down unscrupulously, like beads, strung with the luster of the sunset...

Li Kuiyong pulled over his backpack and took out a crown from it like magic. It was inlaid with hundreds of dazzling diamonds and a sapphire in the center, which was noble and elegant.

This was what Mubarak put in Li Kuiyong's backpack in private. There were a lot of similar jewelry. After giving it to Kuiyong's mother, two sisters, Zhou Xiaobai, Ms. Chen Yijun and the Chief's wife, a bunch of them were left.

"This is a meeting gift, my sister."

He Xiaoman looked dumbfounded at the crown in her hand. Although she had never seen the world, even the beggar could see that the crown was priceless...

He Xiaoman, who is despised, are you really worthy?

"I...I don't..."

"dislike?"

"I like...but..."

"Just like it, there are not so many, but you are my sister!"

He Xiaoman felt warm. She pressed Wang Guan to her chest and looked up at the iron-like man in front of her.

"So, are you my brother?"

"Yes, sister!"

"Brother Kuiyong?"

"Um!"

"elder brother?"

"Um!"

"elder brother?"

"Um!"

He Xiaolan suddenly covered her face and laughed, laughing heartbrokenly, and burst into tears...

He Xiaoman, who is despised, are you today?

Li Kui moved forward and patted her shoulder gently. Her sister plunged into his arms and burst into tears:

"Brother, why did you come..."

After the age of six, the grievances soaked all over her body were pulled out bit by bit with tears, which made He Xiaolan feel a sense of happiness like fainting, and she almost cried and paralyzed.

"What are you doing, what are you doing, and you bully your sister again?"

Qinling, like an old hen who protects food, pulled He Xiaoman out of Li Kuiyong's arms and hugged her in her arms.

Although this embrace is soft, it is obviously not as warm and comfortable as Li Kuiyong. He Xiaolan gradually regained her consciousness. She stopped crying and raised her head, with a trace of dissatisfaction in her eyes, and soon disappeared.

Qinling changed into a military uniform, and it was as concave and convex, extremely tempting.

Li Kuiyong touched his nose and said nothing to say:

"Hey, you've also picked it up, four pockets?"

Qin Ling smiled sweetly:
Chapter completed!