My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: Three hundred and seventy-seven

Watching this person fall from the top of the cabin, he rolls towards him in a daze.

Small face paralysis quickly gave a place silently, causing the old man to "bang" and slam it on the bed.

After the dull sound, everyone was speechless.

Uh, what's wrong with this situation, it looks a little funny?

Qiao Mu jumped off the couch with his legs kicked, and looked at the man who hadn't gotten up on the couch for a while.

Looking from her direction, she felt that the old man was very short, dressed in a red tufted robe, and a long pony tail was dragged behind his head.

Just looking at his back and image, Qiao Mu suddenly felt a little disgusted.

What's the matter?

A sacred talisman, the image of the old predecessors was not as elegant and noble as the one ten thousandth of the rotten peach blossom...

At any rate, the rotten peach blossoms and the wood spirit's unique skills astounded the world.

Why is this person in front of me so unreliable?

The figure on the couch moved suddenly, and a small hand was raised tremblingly.

Several people seemed to hear a broken sound from the old predecessor's mouth, and subconsciously took a few steps forward, trying to hear what this man was talking about.

"Heaven...Heaven, heaven, Dao!!" There was a weak voice from the couch, with a hint of gritted teeth.

"God! You old bastard, don't let me see you again." The old senior jumped up from the couch with a pop, and a pair of starry and cold eyes swept across everyone in the house In a circle.

When the line of sight fell on Qiao Mu, his eyes flashed brightly, as if they were emitting thousands of stars.

"Little Treasure!" The old man jumped forward, but because of his small stature, he jumped into Qiao Mu's arms with a "boom".

Master Qiaoqiao was dumbfounded, subconsciously reached out his hand to catch the goods, and blinked.

[What kind of Buddha did the Lord call? With such a short stature, isn't this just a kid? 】

[Wait, what did she call me just now? 】

"Boy, why are you so stupid, don't you know Uncle Master?" The child looked at her with a smile, stretched out a small hand, and stroked her head pretentiously.

Everyone:...

This weird picture, they can't help but think about it.

A five- or six-year-old bear child, stroking her face with paralyzed head, showing a "loving" gaze, and called her "child".

This picture is so beautiful that everyone can't bear to look directly at it.

The palsy eyes widened suddenly, showing an expression of disbelief.

[This is not true, is it? 】

【Master and Uncle are restricted by the way of heaven. Didn’t they say that they can’t get through at all? 】

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Freaks from the sanctuary can't have two brushes.

Looking at her childlike appearance, the actual age should not be too big.

It's no wonder that the temperament is so free that he came to pretend to be her uncle!

Qiaomu held the old man with both hands, as if he was holding a piece of hot potato, neither would it be thrown, nor would it be if he didn't throw it.

A long while.

Xiao Mian Paralyzed glanced at her expressionlessly, picked up the product with one hand, and rubbed the child's head vigorously with the other.

"Little devil, you want to fool me! Don't act, I won't be fooled by you." Xiaomian muttered and took the child a few steps forward.

Qin Nitian, who was being carried all the way, his expression suddenly a little bit?

It's really Feng Shui turns!