Cang Lan will not lose his eligibility to run for this reason

She didn't go to the draw in person, and sent the black chicken over.

Cang Ting originally wanted to send her a few people to help, but she declined all of them. A black chicken is enough.

For the past two years in a coma, Fengxian and Heiji helped take care of the affairs under her hands. Fengxian needs to take care of the entire Fengshi, and his energy is limited, so Heiji helped a lot.

After reading the information, she put aside and suddenly looked towards the door.

At this look, the whole body's vigilance was immediately relieved.

"Nuan Nuan, come here."

At the door stood a little girl, dressed in a cute little princess, wearing a fluffy princess dress, and holding a little doll with black and white eyelids and big eyes, blinking at her.

This is the daughter of Lu Wanyu and Cang Zeyue, Lu Zhinuan.

I have been sleeping in the room just now.

After hearing this, Xiao Nuannuan closed the door and ran over at her with the doll in her arms.

Because he ran too fast, he slammed his head on Qianmiao's stomach with a fierce strength.

"Run slower."

She picked up the small glutinous rice dumplings and put them on the bed: "Why did you come here alone?"

"Auntie, I miss my mother." She squashed her small mouth, grieving and pulling.

Before Qian Miao woke up, she could often hear the child's voice, from the little nanny with the urn sound, to now, she almost "listened" her growth.

Now that she was wronged, she felt distressed, but she didn't know how to comfort her.

She has no experience.

She wanted to make a video for Lu Wanyu, but after thinking about it, she gave it up.

Lu Wanyu's temperament, if she knew her daughter was thinking about her, she would definitely leave everything behind and come back.

She thought for a while, and said, "Aunty will be with you, okay?"

Xiao Nuomi Dumpling's eyes are crystal clear and moist, and his soft Nuo Nuo voice says soft words: "Only a little bit is good."

Qian Miao was amused by her, feeling distressed and loving in her heart.

She lay on the bed holding her, and opened the cartoon to show her.

Little cutie didn't look at it for long, then turned around and looked around, her eyes full of anxiety.

Obviously, this trick is useless.

She comforted her softly: "Nuannuan, my aunt will tell you stories, saying yes, there used to be a temple in the mountains..."

Little cutie shook his head with her mouth slumped, but didn't listen.

"Nuan Nuan doesn't cry, huh?"

The more comforting the worse, the cutie is about to cry...

Three, two, one, crying.

She was not crying loudly, she was just wiping tears in grievances, as if she didn't dare to make a sound, tears were falling, and the whole face was full of tears.

Qianmiao has already experienced many battles, but she has nothing to do with this situation right now.

"Brother Xian!"

The sound of running water in the bathroom paused, the door opened with a click, and the man walked out for a bath towel, reaching out his hand with a raging heat.

"My husband is here."

With the warmth of the man's face, he was taken aback when he saw the big and small on the bed.

The little one cried and felt wronged, the big one was at a loss.

"Uncle."

Little cutie stretched out his arms to hug him as soon as he saw him, and finally cried a little bit, no longer holding back.

She is obviously closer to Fengxian.

Because Feng Xian was almost there when Lu Wanyu took her to see Qian Mian, so Lu Zhinuan had a deep impression of him.

As soon as he speaks, he will call his uncle. These are all taught by Cang Zeyue.

And Qian Miao has been lying on the bed, interacting little with her, so she is relatively unfamiliar, not as close to her as Feng Xian.