MTL - Reborn to be a Stepmother-Chapter 3 Can you not marry?

"You don't want to sway in front of me. You can't do it anymore. It's not what I want. It's God's meaning, or you go find him and let him put it." I am driving away."

"Then you don't go, I have any way, don't follow me again, or I will see you once."

The grape rack in summer is the most comfortable place. Xiao Ting is lying in the rocking chair, legs are stacked on the stone table, swaying in tandem, and the red spoon is helping her peel the grapes in the jade plate. In the middle, the purple is bright and purple, and I want to eat when I look at it.

Xiao Ting lost a grape to his mouth, facing the upper left, and continued: "You can't understand what I am talking about? I told you to roll, don't bother me."

The small rings that passed by, one by one, like a ghost, escaped far away.

Then, a rumor floated out again.

After Xiao Liu’s death and resurrection, she became a stupid fool. She talked to the air all day, and she saw a ghost like a ghost.

In this regard, Xiaofu people do not care, Xiao Ting is even more concerned.

Besides, no one else said anything wrong. She is indeed talking to the ghost.

At the moment, the white shadow floating on her left side is the owner of this body. The original Lord Xiao Ting, a white man, painted a pale face, holding a pair of red-eyed beads, like to eat her.

Xiao Liu girl turned around and gave her an ass, and she didn’t bother with it.

I never thought, the ghost floated in front of her eyes, and the whole head was handed over to her hand. If it was seen by ordinary people, it would not be scared to death.

Xiao Ting is the last descendant of Xuanmen. He will be afraid of these. He will draw a few words in the air directly. The ghost touches the stone pillar of the pavilion and struggles.

The little red ring spoon is only weird. She doesn't believe that there is a ghost here. Her girl has been a little strange since she woke up.

If it is a weekday, I will go crazy all the time, and it will be like the present, honestly staying in the house, amount, rest.

Yes, I woke up for three days, and Xiao Ting became more and more fond of life here.

In the twenty-third century, she was an orphan. She was adopted by the master to learn a variety of things. Unfortunately, she only learned spiritualism. Other feng shui did not know anything. When she grew up, the master returned to the West. She was alone in society.

In addition to spirituality, she can't do anything. Modern technology is so developed. It's too difficult to eat and eat. Anyone can only rely on themselves, and even a bathroom in the city can't afford it.

It’s like now, you don’t have to do anything to eat and live, there are people waiting, Dad is short, and your aunt is like a mother, it’s a god-like day!

As for the marriage, the emperor’s sacred decree, huh, huh, she did not mind at all.

It is said that the man is unconscious, that is a vegetative person. After that, what the whole nine palaces are not her world.

"Ha ha ha..."

Thinking about it, Xiao Ting laughed out loud. For her magical laughter, the red spoon was used to it, only her girl was more terrible than before.

"Six sisters, six sisters."

While she was still immersed in the infinite fantasy, a milky little buns sounded into her ears.

Xiao Ting squinted and looked back and lay back.

Xiaofu generations are all scholars, but what is strange is that to the generations of Xiao Lao’s grandfather, each generation of women is a talented person, and the males are not martial.

Slowly falling in the family, it also withdrew from the aristocratic circle, and the wheel was an ordinary family.

When I arrived at the old man, I couldn’t even look down on it. I only had one old lady, and I had a daughter and a daughter. I didn’t expect my daughter to make a living. When I entered the palace for several years, I became a royal prince, and the harem was the only pet. The head made a phoenix.

Xiao Ting's father still has nothing to do, but he is good, his sister is the emperor, he is the country.

The other hobbies of the country’s adults did not, they loved the beauty, married a lady, seven little sisters, one younger than one.

In the meaning of the old man, many eugenics, so there are ten children, eight children and two women in Xiaofu.

It’s Xiao Ten’s ten brother, Xiao Xin, who took a small step.

Look at the name she gave me, Xiao Xin, be careful, not as good as her cheap grandfather who never met her!

"Small, you run slower."

Xiao Xin is born of Qi Yan Niang. She is four years old and does not wrap around his sister. She likes to come to Xiao Ting to play.

Xiao Xin gasped and spit out his tongue. The little man had a rocking chair so high. He wanted to climb into the rocking chair, but he couldn’t help himself. The milk asked, "Six sisters, Auntie said that you want to marry. Yes, isn't it?"

Because he was still young and hot, he wore a dark red scorpion, revealing a small belly, and spit out a small tongue. Some were embarrassed and laughed very much.

Xiao Ting touched his white, round little belly, and was almost germinated, and absent-mindedly nodded, "Yes."

This little bit is still quite cute. She hasn’t played with such a small thing before. It’s not bad to get along with these few days.

The little face of the meat is so good to touch, the small mouth is also a meat toot, but the serious look at this moment is rare.

The little guy twisted a few steps backwards, avoiding her claws, and whispered, "Six sisters, can you not marry?"

"Why?" Xiao Ting is speechless. Is such a small child here known to marry?

"If you marry, you can't play with Xiaoshi. Xiaoshi can't find you." The little guy said, a string of pearls went down.

Next to the red spoon, I quickly came forward to comfort, but the little guy was too proud to ignore her.

Xiao Ting is dumbfounded. "Who said, your sister, I am married to the Nine Kings, but the boss, the nine princes are a vegetative person, can't move, there is your sister, my world, you can come at any time, even if you live longer."

"Really?"

Xiao Ting nodded if there was something.

The red spoon doesn't know what to say. Her girl is too bold. The vegetative is what she doesn't know, but this has already regarded the Nine Kings as her own back garden. This is a bit of a whimsical.

However, the lord told me that she must marry the girl first, and she cannot tell the lady that there is a small master in the Nine Kings.