Chapter 2655 The summer color is full, like this night hurried

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Xingyunzong, fog, between Linhai, Yuehua is like a hook star.

In the words of Chu Yue's words from Ye Mo Han, like a slide, she saw a frame of hell she couldn't wait to go, wet her eyelashes, blushed her eyes, and tightened her hands slightly with both hands.

Boxing, the pain of the heart seems to be split into countless pieces.

The man was silent, wiped her tears on her fingertips, and some were at a loss.

"Achu does not cry, I will often go to Shura, often with the elders, okay?"

He asked carefully.

"good."

Chu Yue raised his face, showing the smiley face, as if it was a flower flowing from the broken ruins.

"Night Mo Han."

She shouted his name.

Every word worsen the tone.

The man's eyes are taboo, and it seems to be in a hurry that night.

She grinned, and the drunkenness at the bottom of her eyes was fierce. It was the stamina brought by the osmanthus wine.

The immortals of the wine country also drunk for a while to dispel all the sorrows.

Tears continue to flow down along the orbit.

Views are becoming increasingly unclear.

Such as a layer of thick fog, in the mountains and fog after this night, blur the lover's outline.

"Ye Mohan is in."

He took a step forward and took her into his arms.

The warm chest has a strong heartbeat.

She was almost indulged in the arms with cold bamboo.

"Pillow."

She whispered, choked, such as suffering.

"Pillow is also there."

Ye Mo Han was soft and soft, for fear that she would be shocked.

Chu Yue held his clothes with both hands and buried his face on his chest. He couldn't wait to suffocate himself to death. In the pain between life and death, he got a moment of joy.

With the stamina of osmanthus wine, it released a depressed mood for a long time.

break out.

Outbreak again.

She sobbed from whispered to her throat and cried hoarsely.

The man was silent, once, stroked her back.

The distressed is not described, followed by wet eyes.

"Bitter, so bitter, brother and brother, so bitter."

Chu Yue's eyes were bloody and trembled.

For the past 90,000 years, one day of tears is the most at this moment.

She was stunned, and she was cold.

She was in his arms, as if a person who had ended in the end, hissing exhausted pain in the past.

pain.

It hurts.

Every battle to die.

Each skin can break the blood wound.

It didn't hurt that.

The pain of the heart makes the blood in the blood, and the flowing cream is slow.

"No pain, no pain."

He tirelessly comforted it.

Xuanyuan Xiu in the space, Cold Light Golden Armor, Little Devil and Saint Beast Suzaku, all of them have put down the unsuccessful tone in the past, with a serious and heavy mood.

Along the way, the years were suffering, difficult to cross, difficult to cross.

After Xuanyuan's sense of sorrow, he let go of his obsessed words, and determined that he would not look at the paralysis nerves. He must live a positive and optimistic life.

Ye Mohan took out ten letters and put it on Chu Yue's body.

Come when you come,

He got the letter from the two government in Shura.

There are objects in the letter.

They are written to the loved ones of Shura to Achu.

When it was dawn, he kissed the tears of the woman's eyes and carried Achu on Tianjiao Mountain.

The summer color of the mountain, the hazy before dawn.

He told the story of the seven -killing Tianxue, coaxing her to fall asleep.

On the mountain.

A small figure, wearing a fitting purple Chinese suit, standing at the passage of the upper mountain like a little adult.

Seeing that she was tired and half -drunk, Xiaobao sank her eyes.

"Dad, you cried the mother."

"It's not good for me." He said.

"It's not an example."

"Okay." He smiled slightly.

Ye Mohan put Chu Yue in the mattress of the room.

Xiao Bao was so busy that he was busy.

It was also instructed Xiao Bay to prepare for peaceful soup.

Pour water for your mother again.

Seeing that the water is cold, it is heated a lot with strength.

He went to his mother, hugged Chu Yue, posted on the other side's face and said, "Mother, you are not uncomfortable or uncomfortable. When your baby grows up, it will protect you and your father."

Ye Mo Han found out that Xiaobao had changed again.

It's not just mature and sensible.

Vaguely, like a restrained prince.

If the blood care method is here, you will find that the child is more like Ye Mo Han.

The stamina of osmanthus wine is really great. In addition, the sadness came from the heart, Chu Yue was drunk, and only faintly knew that Xiaobao was broken by the ears.

After Xiaobao was busy, she sat by the bed and looked at the gray cloud outside the window.

"God, it's almost bright." The tone was hard to hide.

No matter what, after all, it is a child.

He lowered his head, pretending to be strong and as always.

"Yeah, it's almost bright." Ye Mohan lowered.

Xiaobao pursed his lips tightly, soft hands, holding the quilt on the bed hard.

"Ye Chen."

Xiao Bao raised his eyes, staring at his father with stunned.

Ye Mohan came to him, squatted down, and held him in his arms.

"You are the pride of dad and mother -in -law. When you are tired, you can stop and rest occasionally.

"You are still a child, you don't have to pretend to be deep, and you don't have to be so sensible. You can have your stubbornness, as long as it is within the boundaries of morality."
To be continued...