My Little Mom is the Richest

genius? ! I think he is the biggest lunatic? ! Looking at the bright red brush that was slowly approaching him, the white fox couldn't help but grieve from it, and dropped his head feebly, thinking that he would bear that weird fur for at least a thousand years. Swing up, regret in my heart! Woo...Originally, it was to resolve the contradiction between the master and Mu Qiu, and to bring the two together again, so that they came here to prepare. Fearing that his identity would be recognized and causing unnecessary trouble, Dad gave himself this restriction that he could not lift unless he was recognized by his master or Mu Qiu, and he trapped his self-cultivation in this ordinary one. Under the skin of the fox, I knew it would be like this a long time ago, and people don't care about it!

"hehe……"

The good laughter prevented Mingyue Jun from writing, turning his head and not accidentally seeing the wind and snow sun leaning against the door, the face leaning on the door was bathed in the cold moonlight, but the sacred tranquility exuded an intoxicating With a strong breath, there are thousands of mundane things hidden in the warm and smiling eyebrows, and the corners of the mouth are light and free and beautiful like smoke.

"So slow!" His eyes were intoxicated with beauty, but his little mouth murmured in anger, and said dullly, "I'm tired! I want to sleep!" He seemed to have relieved his strength while speaking, and his small body was originally squatting. He sat down on the ground and ignored the creation of the first rainbow fox in the universe. He blinked his eyes and looked at the deepened smile at the corner of his mouth. Feeling the pampering in his eyes, his small mouth grinned happily to both sides. "Haha" smiled.

The little Nizi who was sitting on the floor coquettishly smiled ill-tempered, her lips even more grinning. She was too embarrassed to shout tired, and I don't know who is still enthusiastically trying to color the poor little fox? After thinking about it, she wandered to the little girl who was still smirking.

"Haha..." A certain woman was still sitting on the ground with a smirk, occasionally splashing a few drops of saliva. Watching Feng Xueyang approaching slowly, he bent down and gently wiped the saliva from his mouth before slowly extending his arms. Without extra thinking, I instinctively stretched out my hands and climbed up the strong arms, snuggled into the warm and safe chest like a little daughter nestled in his father's arms, sniffing the unique taste of that person, satisfied He rubbed his little face, and after finding a comfortable position, he didn't want to move any more.

Looking at the woman with her black and white eyes in her arms but with her unusually well-behaved and quiet woman, Feng Xueyang's heart couldn't help but soften again, but... recalling everything that happened tonight, such a temperament, such a blatant behavior, no matter what Is it Qing Ruoshui, or Lin Mingyue, I'm afraid that they can't do it, and the wonderful light work that even I can't match, girl...what have you experienced? In just five years, such a big change has taken place, and does this what you did mean that your memory has been restored? If you think of the past, would you like to spend a lifetime with me this time?

Suspicious, I glanced at the guqin placed on a few cases, and my heart moved: What did she call the guqin at that time? "Qihuang", will it be the "Fuxiqin" that was made by Fuxi for Nuwa in the legend, who had been with the first emperor, Shui Linglong, and accompanied by the salvation saint Shui Jingyun? She has a deep obsession with that piano, but why? Many questions hit my mind but I have no clue...