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The little man suddenly knelt down on the ground, kowtowed to the two of them, "I beg you... please help me, save brother..."
What's the situation
Looking at the little person, crying into a ball.
Ye Qingluo thought of Feng Xi inexplicably.
She sighed softly, although her heart was soft, she was not stupid enough to let her guard down on the little boy.
With a movement of her sleeve robe, Xuanmang brushed past, lifting the little boy from the ground.
The little boy's dirty face was full of tears.
Those clear eyes were full of pleading that death would be at home.
Take death as home
What the hell
She didn't do anything to him.
Why do you act like you're dying
Think of her as a scourge
Then why come for help
"You, you dare to fight against Anxutang, you must not be afraid of Anxutang's forces, right..." The little boy's voice trembled, and after being stared at by Ye Qingluo, even his body trembled.
Ye Qingluo raised his hand and touched his face.
Under the boy's hopeful and fearful eyes, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked without answering, "I...do I look scary?"
No matter how you look at her face, she is very delicate and lovely, very pure and innocent.
Anyone who looks at it will feel good about it!
What the hell is this little boy so afraid of her
angry~
be happy!
The little boy was taken aback by this question.
He shook his head quickly: "No, it's not scary, it's good, it's beautiful..."
"Since it looks good, what are you afraid of?" Ye Qingluo withdrew her hand touching her face in satisfaction.
That's right~
Even if it's an easy face.
That's nice too!
The little boy was stunned again, and then he came to his senses, and said with a trembling voice: "I, I'm afraid... I'm afraid you won't help me..."
Ye Qing's slender eyebrows raised again: "You didn't make it clear, what exactly do you want me to help, and how do you know that I won't help?"
The little boy was a little confused when asked by Ye Qingluo.
I couldn't get around for a long time.
It was still Di Moxuan who put his arm around Ye Qingluo's shoulder, and said in a mellow and gentle voice, "This child must have seen you deal with those people in Anxutang, so... I want to ask you for help in dealing with Anxutang, right?"
Ye Qingluo's interesting side eyes looked at the man beside him: "When did you become so enthusiastic?"
He has always been a person who doesn't care about things if things don't happen to her.
At this moment, he actually took the initiative to speak.
The man's eyebrows and eyes are like a thrush, showing his elegance and elegance.
The thin crimson lips have a slight arc of unknown meaning.
He lowered his eyes and leaned over.
With a deep and hoarse voice, with the unique magnetism of a man: "Because... I thought of it, our future child."
Ye Qingluo: "..." Is it a bit too long-term thinking!
She pinched Di Moxuan.
Then he turned his gaze to the little boy: "Tell me, what do you want me to help you with?"
"Anxutang... I want you to help me deal with Anxutang!" At this moment, the little boy's voice was not so trembling.
He clenched his hands tightly into fists, his eyes full of hatred: "No one dares to resist Anxutang, and no one dares to say no to Anxutang, but, but... sister, how dare you..."
As he said, he was about to kneel down again: "Sister, I beg you, save me, save my brother..."