Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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Yue Wushang also froze for a moment, and smiled: "Hehe, we are holding you by the hand."

Yue Beibei rolled her big eyes, and suddenly pulled her two small hands at the same time>

He stepped back by himself, and held Qi Luoer's hand and Yue Wushang's hand together: "I like to see Daddy holding Mommy's hand, well, it's enough for Mommy to hold my hand."

With a slight turn of his small body, he turned to Qi Luoer's other side, holding her other hand. [

Yue Wushang was stunned for a moment, and finally took Qi Luoer's hand.

Her little hands were slightly cold, still as soft and boneless as in memory, warm and smooth.

Under this pull, he almost couldn't let go...

Qi Luoer's hand trembled slightly, his palm was still as warm as in memory, full of strength.

She was so eager to hold hands with him again, this kind of warmth was the happiness she dreamed of.

How she wished that he took the initiative instead of being coerced by her son...

"If it wasn't for his son, maybe he wouldn't bother to touch me at all?"

Qi Luoer smiled wryly.

Why make it difficult for him?

Why do men and women who are no longer in love have to be tied together?

He doesn't love himself anymore, so why should he stay there to make fun of himself?

It's time to let go of yourself.

Qi Luoer, you must never soften your heart again,

No more messing around here, give him a freedom, and give yourself a freedom...

Rather than looking at each other and hating each other, it is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes...

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In the Jingyu Palace on Jingyu Lake, Fengli Yanzheng and Ke'er sneezed for no reason as they tasted the grapes sent by the Dragon Lord of the East China Sea.

I couldn't help but frowned slightly: "Who is plotting against me? Keer, why do I feel like some plague god is coming to the door today?"