Lin Wu looked at the direction of leaving the people, and he felt more and more rare. Because he saw the first look of the warmth from the beginning of Li Yushan, he felt that the number of warmth was a very polite girl. But the two days of real contact, and I feel that it is not the same thing, the number of warm **** is very cold, not close.

But the more she is, the more she wants to conquer her.

When Lin Wu finished the matter and returned to the yard, I thought that the warmth should be spent in the gloom, but I did not expect that the number of warmth was written in the room, and the paper and ink were left there when the doctor wrote the prescription. Lin Wu also forgot to take it, but was written by the number of warmth.

Lin Wu was extremely rare. He glanced over and glanced: "Beautiful!"

The number of warm grip pens moves.

Lin Wuxiao smiled and said: "The wife is really powerful! It will write such a beautiful word, what are these words, do you want to read?"

The sound of a few warm sounds is like a plum, the temperament of the ice: "I have a husband, please pay attention."

Lin Wu’s face changed suddenly and his eyes became sharper. This would be more like a wicked person: “I’ll tell you if you used to have a husband. From now on, you are my martial artist. Hey, if your husband is Pity you, how can you let yourself take such a large amount of goods and go to the waters... How can he have me to be good!"

The number of warmth is not moving at all, but it is calm and calm. She writes her words and does not swear: "He is the guardian of the people, you are the one who bullies the people, you think."

When Lin Wu heard the words "guarding the people", he stunned. It seemed to be reminiscent of what was spurred by the cold. After a long while, he came back to God. He snorted and snorted. "There is nothing wrong with it," and then sat down at the table. He was particularly envious of the number of good words written in his hand. He was a little uncomfortable and licked his hand. "That... one by one, you can Teach me to write? I... I can't write my own name..."

The number of warmth was a slight movement, she looked up at him.

The number of warm eyes is as dull as water, and there is no slight mood swing in it, but it can be seen in the heart.

"Why?" The number of warmth is just a faint saying of these three words.

Linwu Jingguang flashed: "If you don't, you teach me, no, teach us the literacy of these brothers on the island, you can impose any conditions on me!"

A few warm fingers holding the pen's fingertips gently rubbed twice, looked up at him: "Let me go."

Lin Wu suddenly stretched his face: "Besides this, anything can be!"

He just liked her, how could she let her go!

I also know that it is very unrealistic for the bandit to let myself go. She is silent for a while and slowly says: "I can teach you literacy. The condition is that you can't touch me, and you can't threaten my stomach. Child's life."

For Linwu, although he does not like the warmth of other children, the doctor also said that if you want to live a lot of warmth, then you must protect the child in her stomach, for this reason, even if it is How reluctant, can only protect her and her flesh, so the second condition he will certainly agree.

It was only the first condition. It was very difficult for Lin Wu. He wanted to take her to his side to be his little wife. How could he really be a monk?