Chapter 1010 Angels and Demons (12)

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finally,

  His eye sockets were slightly red, and he lowered his eyes.

  Yes...or else,

  The next time she comes,

  He apologized.

   Then give her his favorite clay sculpture.

  She... She will forgive him, right?

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  Fu Sheng was carefully looked after by the conservation elves for a whole month.

  Until a month later,

  Her hands were crusted, and the elf reluctantly let her go out to play.

  Fu Sheng stayed in the house for a month and has learned a lot.

now,

  She can almost speak some everyday language.

  Although the pronunciation is still a little unclear,

  But she couldn't stop the softness and cuteness of her little milk voice.

   Yini seems to like to listen to her little milk voice, always pestering her to talk,

   also weaved all kinds of beautiful wreaths for her, which was too enthusiastic.

  Fu Sheng was forced to wear a wreath every day and was dressed up like a doll.

When    was finally released,

  She sat quietly under the tree, watching everyone play hide and seek.

  She is small, she is still wobbly when she walks,

  So everyone did not dare to take her to play with,

  Fusheng is not making trouble, sitting alone obediently, getting up from time to time and walking on his own.

  She didn’t bother Michael anymore,

   got bored, walked quietly to the other side away from the corner, and squatted down slowly,

  There are many flowers on the grass,

  One small flower and one small flower, they look very beautiful.

  Fu Sheng squatted down, picked the flowers slowly, preparing to make a small wreath by himself.

  The kids have nothing to do,

  She can only entertain herself.

  Fu Sheng sighed like old auntie.

  The weaving technique of the wreath is actually not difficult, plus Yini often does it in front of her,

  So it is easy for Fu Sheng to follow her method and do it in a decent way.

The only disadvantage of    is that her hands are too small and too short to grasp the pedicel, and the wreath will always fall apart.

  Fu Sheng didn’t get annoyed, and did it quietly,

   Crouching with a small body, the whole person is as soft as a glutinous rice dumpling.

  ……

  ……

far away,

in the corner.

   Michael cautiously placed his favorite clay sculptures next to him, neatly and neatly, looking extremely pleasing to the eye.

  He seems to be a little nervous, his ice-blue pupils always unconsciously look at the empty position beside him.

  The delicate white face worked hard to be softer,

  The eyelashes are crooked, and the tender and red lips seem to be a little soft,

  The quiet and tender voice was a bit cramped,

   "Yes... I'm sorry, Cesia."

   "I...I didn't mean to push you."

   "I...I will give you all this, don't...don't be angry, okay?"

  Xiaomi Jiale organized countless languages ​​in his mind,

  Finally, when I said it, I still squatted, still a little nervous and uneasy.

After repeating    several times,

  The young boy dropped his soft eyelashes slightly, his beautiful and flawless side face was still unconsciously stretched.

  The azure blue eyes flashed a little dazed and at a loss,

  If...

  What if she is still angry?

  The young boy unconsciously looked at the fence which was still stained with blood.

  He gently pressed his lips and stared at his hand in a daze.

Can……

   will hurt, right?

   because of him,

  She was injured.

  Xiaomi Jiale’s pure ice-blue pupils seemed to dim a little,

   Staring quietly, silently silent.

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  (End of this chapter)