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Oh... Wei Wei feels a little bad.

He showed his teeth, did he deliberately let her see it?

He came here this time, is he looking for his own account?

It is not impossible, after all, she bitten him so heavy last time. His guards almost took her back and said that she would pull out her teeth. If it weren't for her crying into a tearful bag, it would be very likely that there would be no front teeth at this time. If the rumor is not false, according to the character that Jing Wangjun must report, he will not let her go.

Wei Wei thought about it in Wei Kun's arms. She didn't want to be born again, she didn't want to provoke such a big man. She is not really a six-year-old child, her thoughts are a thousand times, and she thinks more than others. Jing Wang’s status is honorable. Since she has already offended, there is no reason to regret it. It is not that he may not accept it when he apologizes to him. It is better to follow the trend and count on it. Maybe he can find another way out. She looked up from Wei Kun's arms, and her bright, bright eyes looked at Zhao Wei, one after another, looking innocent: "Thank you Jing Wang."

It is reasonable to say that Zhao Wei is a prince. Others are afraid that he will not be able to come. If Ayi calls him a Jingwang, he should not call his brother again. Calling his brother is a bit of a sign of friendship. However, her little milk sounds soft and natural, and the age is placed there, it is not easy to make people think, just think that this brother is really sweet, really nice.

Zhao Wei regained his gaze and bent his lips without a trace.

He can remember the small appearance of her sly Zhang that day, biting him without saying anything, and later sitting in the carriage and saying that he is not good. unpalatable? She thought he was what, the eight treasure ducks sold on the streets of Shengjingcheng or the gourd chicken? That small appearance really makes people hate their teeth, and it’s a different day from the current savvy.

When she arrived at the elders, was she honest?

Zhao Wei did not speak. She did not accept her gratitude and did not express her attitude. Convergence, thoughtfully folded the ivory on the waist.

When the British publicly saw the tea at his hand, he gave up a cup of tea and let Wei Wei personally pass it. "This is the new Emei Snow Bud in this spring, which is more fragrant than the average tea. There is still left in the house. The next half a catty, if Wang Ye likes it, take it all away."

Zhao Wei did not refuse to look at Wei Wei. "The king is not welcome."

After adding the tea, I handed a small ink-covered clock to the aunt. Aunt climbed down from Wei Kun, took the tea tray, and carefully walked toward Zhao Wei, raising his arms and growing his life: "Brother drinking tea."

Her voice is very nice, with the child's unique tenderness, coupled with the long tail sound when talking, it sounds soft and soft, and people have a toothache.

The little girl looked up at the white and tender face, a pair of apricot eyes were extraordinarily bright, and the thick eyelashes were long and curled, like a porcelain doll with a tribute to the Western Region. Zhao Wei had to admit that the little girl looked good. He was not in a hurry to pick up, while holding the moiré armor of the Telimu official hat chair, and watching her quietly.

This little girl is somewhat intriguing. If she was not bitten by her, he should be confused by her cute appearance.

He didn't talk, Wei Wei said long and long: "Brother..."

Zhao Wei smiled silently, took the tea pot in her hand and took a sip of tea. He is preparing to speak. Wei Kun, below, suddenly said: "Auntie, this is Jing Wangye, not a brother."

In fact, it is not impossible to call my brother. Wei Kun is too cautious. Really count, Wei Wei really should call Zhao Yi a brother. Zhao Yu’s biological mother is Chen Huanghou. Under Chen Huang, there are Ning Guifei, Ning Guifei and Zhongyi Bofu are the family, and Zhongyi Bofu is Du’s mother... This is inextricably linked, although it is complicated, but also Not incomprehensible.

Wei Wei heard the words and looked at him with a sigh of relief. He licked his lips and changed his name: "Jing Wang... Brother."

Come on, this brother can't escape.

Others may feel that Auntie is stubborn, but Zhao Wei has seen her little cleverness at a glance. This is to please him, the little girl is guilty, and he screams to his brother, that is, he hopes that he can let her go. This is really interesting. He doesn't like children, but this six-year-old girl is a bit different. He put down the small cover clock and said nothing about this title. The index finger clicked on the desktop of the Eight Immortals. "But it’s just a little effort, and it’s not enough. Wei’s old man said it.”

Tea has been respected, Xie also passed, and nothing left Wei Wei. Adults talk and don't let the children listen to them. The British publicly asked Kim Jong to take her out. She stared at Kim’s neck and couldn’t help but look at Zhao’s eyes. Zhao Yan’s eyes are deep and she is watching her. She shrinks and reveals only a pair of clear and bright eyes. The small appearance is both ridiculous and cute.

When the man left, Zhao Yan’s thin lips still smiled.

He did not cover the scars of his wrists, and Wei Kun saw a row of clear purple-red teeth, which was inevitable. I always thought that I was blind, and now I will see it again. The tooth print is still there. He asked: "With the words of the lower officials, the scars on the wrist of Wang Ye... Is it bitten?"

Zhao Wei held his chin and sighed slowly: "It was bitten by a little girl."

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From the front hall, Wei Wei directly returned to Songyuan.

She left the arms of Jin Hao and rummaged through the small short legs. This is not, it is not, and I have not found it for a long time.

Kim Min asked curiously: "What is Miss looking for?"

She gestured with her hand and thought about it for a long time with her head. "I came back from Huguo Temple and gave me the medicine? I can promote blood circulation and treat wounds."

Going back to Huguo Temple, Fu mother ran for a long way and was inevitably scratched by several branches. Wei Kun felt distressed for a long time. She found such a bottle of medicine the next day. The effect was very good. After the next day, the wound was crusted. At this moment, she suddenly looked for it. Jin Hao was a little confused: "Is the lady's injury not good?"

She shook her head. "Not for me, I want to give it to others."

Are there other people injured in the house?

Is it for Miss Wu?

It is not impossible. Although Miss Wu is very savvy, she is the sister of Miss Si. After all, there is an overnight venge between the children. Wei Jin was injured today, and it is reasonable for Wei Wei to give her medicine. Jin Hao thought of this, then he did not hesitate to find a bottle of white glaze and blue flowers behind the Duobao Pavilion, handed it to Wei Wei: "Missing to go to the ginkgo garden?"

Wei Weiba blinks, some are unknown, "Why go to the ginkgo garden?"

Kim Min Jong, "Do you take the golden sore medicine, isn't it for Miss Wu..."

She wrinkled her nose, and the little milk was suddenly upset. "I didn't give it to her. She was hurt and blamed on my head. I won't give it to her."

Wei Wei’s words are not without any basis. According to the temper of Wei Zheng, I am sure to sue myself in Du’s arms. Wei Zheng is not a fool. She pushed her by herself. Even if she didn't mean it, she would be said to be deliberate. However, Wei Wei is not afraid, because Wei Zheng’s waywardness is obvious to everyone. Even if she says it, there are not many people who believe it.

Kim Jong suddenly lost his mind and chased him and asked: "Who is that lady?"

Wei Wei did not take care of her, ran from the gallery, and soon ran out of the hanging flower door. She was afraid that Zhao Wei would leave after a late step. She did not want to offend Zhao Wei. The wound that she bite could not make up. Sincerity always had to be done.

Fortunately, the time to go, just arrived in the front hall, just to catch the people inside out of the house.

Zhao Wei walked in the middle, the British public walked halfway in his left rear, and several uncles and Wei Kun walked behind.

Wei Wei ran over when he didn't pay attention, and came to Zhao's feet. Because it was too short, Zhao Wei didn't see her for a while, and perhaps saw the dress and didn't see it. Her small hand held his slender hand and shook it, finally attracting his attention.

Zhao Wei coveted, the little girl ran a little pink and blushing, gently gasping, raised a white porcelain bottle on his hand, "big brother... give."