I just want to be a group pet

Chapter 2002 Lie Yan: Afraid of waking up from the dream
in the cradle.

The little meatball looked at them curiously with its big eyes.

Dugulie slapped his head, almost forgot that he had a son, he said: "Show the little meatball to the servant girl, no, no, no, come with us, no, no, let's show it to Su Peiyun."

It would be self-defeating if Tangtang rejected the little meatballs.

Seeing Dugulie like an ant on a hot pot, Murong Yan pulled him back: "Dugulie, what are you doing in such a hurry? You are not such an unsteady person, what happened?"

His resolute lines tightened and relaxed, and the falcon's eyes looked at her with burning eyes, and he wrapped his big palm around her shoulders: "Yan'er, don't ask anything, don't say anything, I'll take you to meet someone."

It is rare for him to look so excited, Murong Yan looked at him with beautiful eyes, and squirmed her lips: "See...who?"

"Yan'er, do you believe me?" Dugulie's cold eyes were melted by the burning flames, and his muscular chest heaved violently.

"Your face..." Under the light, Murong Yan could clearly see the bruise on his handsome face, and she put her finger on it in distress.

"Yan'er, don't worry about my face, these injuries are minor injuries." Dugulie grabbed her hand and placed it on his beating heart: "Trust me, just follow me."

His eyes were too determined.

Murong Yan nodded in a strange way: "I will send my son to the General's Mansion, and I will be most at ease in Peiyun's care."

"Okay." Dugu Lie nodded in response while packing his bags.

After the little meatball was handed over to Su Peiyun, Dugulie took Murong Yan to gallop to the Valley of the Medicine King.

They rode the same horse, Dugulie's firm and warm chest was pressed against her back tightly, and the two of them held hands together: "Yan'er, I think, you have guessed something, promise me, don't get excited , take care of me, okay?"

Being as smart as her, she naturally guessed a little bit of it.

But she is not sure, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, her mind is now in a daze, and she always feels that Dugulie led her to have a dream.

It happened to be early in the morning when they arrived at Yaowang Valley.

The sun representing hope jumped out from behind the clouds.

In winter, the mountains are bare, with large and small stone bumps growing on them, and the thick mist has covered the Wang Valley with a layer of mysterious tulle.

The medicine boy who was collecting medicine outside saw the people coming and nodded respectfully and led them to jump over the trap and come in.

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The wind chimes jingle.

Needing fresh air in the morning, Jing Chan opened the window a small gap, the door was open, and the smell of breakfast wafted in.

Jing Chan leaned against the door frame, looking tenderly at the self-reliant Xiao Tangtang: "Tangtang washes her face by herself, and after washing her face, she comes out to eat."

The little guy's big black and white eyes were still hazy and sleepy. She sat on the bed for a while, and then jumped down with her legs drooping on the ground.

She ran to the pear stand and stood on tiptoe to take off her small handkerchief, walked to the water basin, threw the little handkerchief in, rolled up her little sleeves, and poured a puddle of water onto her face with her two tender little hands Up.

The sun is just right.

The light, which is as fine as gold, covers her delicate face, which can clearly reflect her fine hair.

door.

Murong Yan stood there stiffly as if in a big dream.

Tears glistened in her rippling eyes, she stared at this scene obsessively, not daring to move, for fear that if she blinked her eyes, she would wake up from the dream...

(End of this chapter)