MTL - Ordered to Marry Thrice, The Mysterious Wangfei-Chapter 474 ending, you can't lie

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Mo Tingting was stunned by the sullen, and he was squinting at Hua Yuman.

When Hua Yuman turned around, he saw the thirteen standing behind him. Before he even opened his mouth, he was already hugged.

"Little feathers, how is the face so red?"

Hua Yuman looked at him with anger and annoyance. "Why don't you want to regenerate a child with me?"

Thirteen one, suddenly looked at her body and looked badly. "No, I really want to be intimate with the little feathers. We don't want to go back to the house today."

Said, hug someone will return to the house.

There were no two steps left, and the clothes were again smashed by Hua Yuman. "Do we have two children, are you satisfied? Do you want to regenerate one?"

Thirteen Ming Ming heard the dialogue between Mo Ziting and the little feathers, but he did not know how to pretend. He smiled and said: "Now go back to life, can you? I didn't expect my little feathers to be so enthusiastic. I must let you do it today."

Hua Yuman is really not too angry, he obviously is perfunctory.

Thirteen Ming knows that the small feathers are angry, but nothing breaks, and directly takes the person back to the room.

In fact, he is very self-satisfied. He really can’t bear the small feathers to regenerate the children. Whether it’s a child or a small one, he has suffered a lot and suffered all the worries. Moreover, once he is pregnant, he will be Can't touch her.

As a man who has a widowed wife, he cares most, of course, his own woman, and then his own child.

When children grow up, they will have their own lives, and he, the most important thing in his life and life is the small feathers.

Back to the bed, Hua Yuman was also tempered by the thirteen parents. After a while, he gasped and asked, "Do you only want to be intimate with me every day? Do you want to be children because you can't be intimate? You Honestly, is it still?"

Thirteen no longer perfuse her, and directly peeled off the clothes of the small feathers, smiled and said: "There is part of the reason, the most important thing is that I don't want you to suffer the pregnancy again. You are mine. Women, are used to love, and are not fertility tools, I love you too late, still not enough, how can you let your children never end..."

Thirteen's mouth was like a smeared honey, and once said a desperate kiss, Hua Yuman's last anger also dissipated, and people became shy and obedient.

In fact, how many men want their wife to have more children, but the divorce is not willing to bear the suffering of her children, she was moved and took the initiative to kiss him several times.

This kind of active little feather is the thirteenth favorite. Every time I see a small feather laughing at him, in his arms, he always thinks, how is his life so good, can pick up small feathers. Do not say, can really be with her love.

The two kissed each other for a long time and left the room until the evening meal.

At the time of dinner, the enchantment of Fengyun City has already started, and Tianer and others have already left. Hua Yuman has not even had time to marry his son a sentence or two. For this reason, Hua Yuman has some resentment in the thirteenth. Twisted the waist and twisted it.

"You are not worried about heaven at all!"

Hua Yuman pouted, not happy.

She started thinking about her son.

Thirteen smiled and kissed him on the forehead of the small feathers. "It is not the heavens that are worried. It is the emperor of the Three Kingdoms. How much do you have in heaven? You don't know if you are a mother."

According to him, it was not long before the emperors of the Three Kingdoms sat down and gave their sons a uniform.

That kid is more vigorous than he is to be an old man!

Hua Yuman thought about it and thought it was, at least, Hailan Xuan and Li Yu must not hurt Tian Er. Moreover, Tian Er’s skill is not her mother’s blow. It is really powerful and definitely will not They are worse than Hailan.

"Our little seven?" After the time of the couple's intimacy, Hua Yuman found that he had not seen his daughter for a while.

At this moment, Hua Yuman heard the crying, it was the cry of Lingle, she was shocked, immediately pushed open thirteen, ran to the place where the cry came.

Before I went outside the temple, I saw Qingling holding a muddy spirit and ran over. When I saw my own lady, I immediately explained: "Miss, Lingle fell, I took her to take a shower and change clothes."

Hua Yuman frowned, "Go!"

After Qing Qing took the person away, Mo Ziting also ran over when he heard the cry. When he saw Man, he said: "How do I hear the cry of Lingle, what happened?"

Hua Yuman shook his head. "I fell into a mud. I called the silver peaches and asked them."

Mo Tingting nodded, and the music was not stained twice, she didn't care at first, but now she began to worry.

This is the first time she heard Lingle crying. Lingle is a lovely child. Because the black print on her daughter's face covers half of her face, she has never let Lingle appear in front of people, but because she lives in Fengyun City. Lingle is playing with Tian Er and Xiao Qi. She will let her be free. Usually, Lingle will be like a young lady, very embarrassed, and will take care of her sister. She has never seen her cry.

Soon, the silver peach was holding Xiaoqi, and followed by Ling'an and Rongxiao. Several people didn't look very good. It was a few children. When they saw Hua Yuman, several people shrank. For a moment, it seems that she is afraid of her anger.

Hua Yuman's fingers swayed gently, and the pieces of spiritual petals flowed around several times. Hua Yuman asked seriously: "I ask you, why is Lingle crying? Why is the body mud?"

What the silver peach just wanted to say, Hua Yuman raised his hand and motioned her not to talk. She asked the children.

Silver peach sighed and sighed, and had to stand aside and put Xiaoqi down.

Rong Xiao looked at Hua Yuman and hesitated. He said loudly: "I was pushed down by me. I don't like that she always sticks to me. I am leaning against me. There is a breath on her body that makes me very annoying. ""

Hua Yuman was very surprised after listening to it. I don’t know if it’s a good thing to give these children some good things. This is not exactly the same as when he first arrived. It’s not only more refined, but also very intelligent. Only three-year-old children, logical ability and thought ability are better than the average three-year-old child.

However, this child actually does not like spiritual music?

She looked at Mo Ziting with doubt.

During the past year or so, she has been looking after Lingle and Rong Xiao. She did not seem to have heard Tingting talk about these things.

Mo Ziting was silent for a moment, and some sentimental words: "I always thought that Xiaoer was only because the first three countries did not adapt to the mainland, so some rejected other people, but did not expect..."

Later, she did not say anything, Hua Yuman also fully understood her mood.

Hua Yuman nodded and said to the Silver Peach: "You will take Rong Xiao first to take a bath and dine, and then send it over, I will talk to him."

"Yes, miss!" Silver peach pulled forward and left Rong Xiao.

After the person left, Hua Yuman looked at Ling'an, who is almost two years old. "Tell the godmother, do you know that Rong Xiao doesn't like spiritual things?"

Ling An nodded and pulled the hand of Hua Yuman. "Gang Ma, Rong Xiao actually doesn't like Lingle, but he likes Xiaoqi's sister very much."

Hua Yuman nodded and asked softly: "Does Rong Xiao often push the spirits?"

Ling An immediately shook his head, "No!"

Hua Yuman looked up at Mo Ziting, "Tingting, what do you think?"

Mo Ziting sighed. "Maner, isn't that the person who is in the body of Jiuyin and the body of Jiuyang would think of attraction? Why is it the opposite of Lingle and Rongxiao? I want to let the sky I will help Lingle to count."

My daughter's face is ugly, that is her baby daughter, in her eyes, her daughter is still the most lovely.

This child is a child who is cared for by God. She is a kind-hearted child. She should not be treated differently.

Thinking of this, Mo Ziting’s eyes shed tears inexplicably.

"Unfortunately, Tianer has left Fengyun City, wait for him to come back! These days, I personally take care of these children." Hua Yuman also rarely got serious.

In the past, she was actually working with the sun in addition to dealing with things. The care of several children has always been done by Mo Ziting. She thought of this and she apologized.

"Small feathers, let me go and say it to Rong Xiao!" The thirteenth that had never been heard opened.

The child of Rong Xiao is also a gift of talent. It is a personal talent to cultivate well. If it is not good, then it is a cancer.

He thought, the same man, let him go and say to Rong Xiao, it would be better.

Hua Yuman thought for a moment and finally compromised. "Yes, then you go and say, you have to say it well. No matter where he comes from, there are no other reasons, he has no reason to hurt the spirit. I can let him stay in the Three Kingdoms. There is also a way to send him away."

At noon, he knew that the little feathers were really moving this time.

Although Rong Xiao is still a child, no one dares to say whether this little child will plant hatred in his heart, or find out early treatment.

When Mo Ziting heard that Man was angry, he was also soft-hearted. "Man, I have read it. Rong Xiao said that he is also a three-year-old child. Just say it."

It’s very pitiful for a child who has no mother to let them stay here.

Hua Yuman shook his head. "No, everything must be stopped in the bud. To say, it is necessary to make it clear at one time. He is small, but he is a clear child. I believe that people can understand. Moreover, I have only divined. His heart is a well-organized child who can understand our meaning."

Thirteen smiled and licked the head of the small feather. "It seems that after the kid has had a bitter taste, he can't lie, otherwise how can we win our flower language!"

- End of this chapter -

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