C260 (1/2)

The mountain wind makes the trees in the forest rustle.

The white buns who fell to the ground covered their heads for a long time and didn't wait for the Jackal behind them.

He opened his eyes curiously and looked back. The Jackal who was chasing him just now disappeared!

”Eh, are you scared away by me?” Xiaobaozi got up from the ground, but just now he fell and hit his knee, which made him fall back to the ground.

”My Lord, there is a child ahead.”

”Child?”

Bai xiaobaozi saw two people coming towards him.

It was like a bright white beam suddenly appeared in the dark, which made him happy to stare at the people walking in.

A man in a black robe came up to him, and baozi saw him at a glance.

Between the four eyes, they seem to have a wonderful feeling.

Bailimer looked at the child with dirty face and some small wounds in front of him. His heart suddenly jumped, as if he had been hit by someone.

And white small steamed stuffed bun looking at him, suddenly feel very aggrieved, small mouth a flat a pair of to cry out of appearance.

Qingcheng, who was beside him, was stunned at the appearance of baozi, and then subconsciously looked at him.

The child With the master, it seems that

”Corn, help me...” Sweet Nuo's voice rang out in his ears, and with his two-way small hand, hundred Li Mo Li immediately stood in the same place, and reached out to pick him up from the ground even though he didn't want to.

Bai xiaobaozi has been held by many people since he was a child, including some men. But it's strange that when this uncle holds him, he feels at ease. It's like as long as he is held in his arms, he will never encounter any danger.

So he laughingly stretched out two thick and short lotus root arms to embrace the neck of Bai Li Mo, put his small head against his neck socket, and sprayed the sweet milk smell on Bai Li Mo's neck, making his body slightly stiff.

It wasn't long before he was held in his arms by the hundred mile Moyu, and xiaobaozi fell asleep.

Even breathing sound let hundred Li Mo Yu's heart incomparably satisfied.

Bai limo took the bun into a big manor at the foot of the mountain.

In the bright candlelight, he saw the wounds on his body, and each place added a point to the anger of hundred mile Moyu.

Qingcheng called hot water and took the wound medicine. He was stunned to see the careful action of Bai Li Mo Li.

He has been with master for so many years. He has never seen master treat anyone so carefully and gently except his wife.

Qingcheng sighs. In the past few years, the master has almost traveled all over the small Zhou state, but he has not found his wife. Recently, he came from Fenglong hall. The news says that his wife is probably in the big Zhou state, and the master has come without thinking about it.

Qingcheng thought that the drunk master of Fengnong hall was beaten to the ground like a dead dog, but he still didn't feel relieved!

At the beginning, fengshenjun always asked people to follow baizhiling. He also explained that if he found someone asking for her information around baizhiling, he must stop them.

As the leader of Fengnong hall, fengshenjun really can't follow baizhiling all day long, and is worried that it will bring her unnecessary trouble.

In the middle of the way, he went back to Fenglong hall to deal with the things in the hall. Unexpectedly, the people he left behind to protect baizhiling suddenly found that someone was inquiring about her around baizhiling. They had to lead those people away.

Can wait until the people away, found that Angelica Ling lost!

Fengshen was very angry, but he didn't leave out a word about it.

But two months ago, when he was drunk, he accidentally let out his words and was heard by the people of bailimer.

Hum, madam could have been reunited with her three years ago. This Fengshen gentleman is looking for death!

Bai limo cleaned up the wound on xiaobaozi's body, and then gave him medicine.

”Well, Wuwu Mother, baby, it hurts... ” The wound medicine is very painful, small steamed stuffed bun frowned and sobbed.

Baili Moyu's action was gentle but not slow, and he soon bandaged up the wound.

Because there were no children's clothes in the villa, he brought his own tunic to put on.

Qingcheng looked at the cleaned face, and the more he looked, the more he felt like the master.

However, he did not dare to say, for fear of arousing the master's longing for his wife.