The two men stunned at the same time.

Nanhua Jun does not speak.

Xiao Yuxian said: "I and Feng Lingran are originally husband and wife. We already have children. It is Feng Lingran’s idea to make a wedding in the Holy City. He wants to give me a righteous wife."

When I thought of the wedding, the faces of the three elders of the Feng nationality were not happy at all, but they were as uncomfortable as constipation. Xiao Yu’s heart was quite cool.

They no longer dare to gossip about her.

Nan Huajun knows the child. He also listened to Xiao Yu’s relationship between her and Feng Lingran, but their relationship is on the low-level mainland and is not recognized by the Holy See.

Maybe you are lucky!

Nanhua Jun does not want his sister to marry Feng Lingran.

Unexpectedly, Feng Ling was so insidious, and in the holy city, he told Xiao Xiao to make a grand wedding. The heart of Nanhua Jun suddenly sank, as if he had lost something.

At this moment, his heart is empty.

Nanhua Jun looked at Xiao Yan's exquisite little face. When she said that Feng Lingran, there was tenderness in the clear shackles.

Nanhua Jun suddenly had a bit of awkwardness, but he did not lose his demeanor.

He said faintly: "If this is what you want, then I wish you good."

Xiao Shuguang Yingying, said strangely, got the blessing of Nanhua Jun, and she had a kind of incomprehensible comfort in her heart, as if she had received the blessing of her loved ones.

All the calculations and grudges that arise from the clouds seem to drift away at this moment.

Xiao Yu suddenly did not blame Nanhua Jun.

This kind of thought and feeling came too fast. Even Xiao Yu was shocked. Her eyes gazed at the face of Nanhua Jun Yuxian. His face exudes warmth, and Xiao Yu has the impulse to pounce into his arms.

How could this be?

Xiao Yu’s heart jerked, and her reason was rejected, but she could not restrain her desire for family.

She did not find that the lingering flowers in the middle of her forehead suddenly appeared sacredly.

Nanhua Jun saw her life appear, and her heart glimpsed. The moonlight-like light was locked in her life. He seemed to have water and light jumping. He reached out and jade fingers touched her. The life of the god.

"Amei." His low-pitched voice contains thoughts.

Xiao Yu was pulled into his arms and he was hugged tightly.

Xiao Yu was shocked and felt his body tremble. She had a special feeling.

Xiao Yu didn't push him away. This kind of hug is a love-like hug. It doesn't contain any other dirty thoughts. She can feel Nanhua Jun's love for her sister.

Moreover, what is even more strange is that when Nanhua Jun shouted "Amei", Xiao Yu had an impulse to cry.

She is not a cloud, not his sister. Why is this feeling?

After a while, Nanhua Jun let go of her.

"I will take you to see Song Laojiao." Nanhua Jun looked at her softly.

"Okay." Xiao Yu nodded, thinking that she could see Song Laos immediately, she looked forward.

But it is very strange that this kind of expectation is just a big difference from the feeling that Nanhua Jun called "Amei" and held in his arms.

Xiao Yu took the **** and didn't think much.

I saw Song Laojiao.

Song Laojiao thought that he was wrong. He blinked his eyes twice and decided that it was Xiao Yu. His happy old tears: "Hey, my good daughter, you are coming!"

Xiao Yan’s flight to Xiao Xiao’s chest, holding her fierce kiss: “Master, Xiao Yan wants to die.”

Xiao Yu used to be next to Song Laojiao, holding his rough big hand and moving: "Hey, my daughter came to pick you up and go home with my mother."