My Youth Began With Him

"Yes, Miss Xiaomian is very similar to the Lord...."

"Well, so I like her the most, and only her... can help me become a big business."

"I hope that the Lord willing to reach that day."

The Messiah squatted on one knee and put his palm on his chest.

She followed Lin Ya’s most, and seemed to know what Lin Ya’s purpose has always been.

The Messiah took the steaming dumplings to the room of Huo Mian.

Huo Mian is walking back and forth in the room, thinking about some problems that he can't figure out.

"Miss Xiaomian."

"Messiah."

"This is what the Lord has given me to you... all of them are personally packaged."

Said, the Messiah put a plate of steaming dumplings on the table.

Huo Mian took a look at the dumplings and kept silent...

"Miss Xiaomian, you have to be physically tight now, have children... or don't be arrogant, and anger the Lord is not good for you."

"I know, I won't, I will eat well, I will go home... I will go back safely and see my family."

Huo Mian took out his own poisoned tableware. After he tried it, he found that there was no difference. He sat down and ate safely.

I have to say, Lin Yabao's dumplings, I don't know what to put in, really delicious.

Although it is not a taste with Yang Beauty Bag, it is really delicious.

Huo Mian came so long, the first time his appetite widened.

"Miss Xiaomian, in fact, the Lord is very hurting you..."

"You said, Messiah, you said, she just made me a Lera monster because she missed me..."

Messiah:……

"So she also hurts Layla?" Thinking of it, there is still some jealousy in Huo Mian’s heart.

I can't figure out, my own mother, I want to be myself, don't look at myself, and then make a monster like myself to express my feelings about missing my daughter. What is the logic of this ghost?

The faint opening of the Messiah, "In fact, the Lord is not good for Miss Laila... They are more like the relationship between the superior and the subordinate. Miss Laila is very afraid of the Lord... and never dared to call the Lord’s mother, always with Like us, call her husband."

Hearing this, Huo Mian’s hand was slightly stunned, and it seems that this sentence touched her a little.

"These haven't lie to you, it's true, Miss Xiaomian."

"Even if it's true, how about... don't think that it's a few dumplings... to help me resurrect a few people, let me recognize her as a mother... In my opinion, this is too strange, which mother is all over the world. I won't circle my pregnant daughter, and then let a counterfeit goods go to her house, and mix it up... My family, my husband, my daughter, if I am hurt by Layla, I think, I In this life, the next life, even the next life, will not forgive her."

Huo Mian said very seriously, there is a moist thing in his eyes.

This mother really makes her love...

What she wants to do most now is to go home quickly and see her favorite family...

The Messiah did not speak early. After all, the background of growth was different. Miss Xiaomian did not accept everything here. It was justifiable.

Domestic C city

"Oh, oh... oh... help us."

Douding cried and called Qin Chu.

Qin Chu is on his way home.

"What's wrong? Doudin?"

"Mummy... Don't let us go to Tokyo with Su Shuai, she suddenly changed... but Su Shuai's ticket is booked, and my sister and I don't want to miss the appointment... Please help me."

On the phone, Douding was crying and heartbroken.

Qin Chu listened very distressed, "Baby does not cry, I will be home soon."