Chapter 64 Mother and son travel

The next day. Blood Valley.

"Aren't you afraid that she will run away like this?"

On the high corridor, Chu Yinhao took a sip of the wine pot and narrowed his eyes pleasantly. The treasure of the blood valley was really extraordinary.

"She won't." The water stood with his hands behind his hand, and his eyes under the silver mask stared somewhere, and his expression was unchanged.

"Tut-tut," Chu Yinhao shook his head and glanced at the calmly man beside him. "I'm not sure, when will the woman's nerves be normal?" If you abduct your son together, won't you lose your wife and soldiers?

Chu Yinhao thought to himself. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. He immediately grinned and looked at someone in a lively posture.

Unexpectedly, there was no panic on his cold face. The wind raised his snow hair and swept through his sparse eyes. He turned his face leisurely and looked at Chu Yinhao's eyes, which were a little meaningful, but it made Chu Yinhao's intuitive back cold.

"Let's wait until you have a son. However, I'm afraid there is no such opportunity.

Looking back from the wine pot, as soon as the voice fell, there was no trace of that person on the high corridor!

And Chu Yinhao didn't react at first. He only heard the lingering sound in his ears, and then suddenly burst into someone's dissatisfied shouting on the quiet high corridor--

"Damn it, my surname is Shui, didn't I just steal a pot of wine from your house? As for personal attacks and malicious retaliation! Do you know that there is a kind of single person who prefers to be short than abusive! You know that kind of noble sentiment! My wife and son don't even recognize you..."

There, someone's curse continues...

On the other side, the bustling streets are very lively. In the crowd, the couple looked particularly conspicuous.

Despite the person who has become the object of everyone's attention, he is still trapped in his pride. Looking at the young man around him who has been transformed by himself, he is even more satisfied.

"Sure enough, Buddha wants gold clothes and clothes, dressed like this," and Qiong happily patted the teenager on the shoulder, "handsome enough, trendy enough, enough man!"

The teenager only saw the endless joy between the woman's eyebrows, and his eyes were full of soft light. "Yeah." He pulled his lips and smiled and responded. His eyes flashed through the sight that kept pouring around him, which was already a warning.

He is still not used to being surrounded by so many people. He subconsciously rejects unrelated people.

Perhaps he was shocked by the cold and scary eyes of Shui Qingyan, and his eyes on them were indeed much less. It's just that the two people who are uniformly dressed are really too dazzling, and they can't stop more heat from probing all the way.

What are the characteristics of the street? There are so many people! If there are too many people, it's easy to talk about it. Otherwise, how can it be called the street?

"Yo, so beautiful little boy, how well you are!"

"That's right, hey, look at the eyebrows, the nose is straight," the sharp-mouthed aunt was still admiring it, but suddenly patted the people around her in shock, "Oh, have you seen it? He's seen it, yo-yo, those eyes are bright!" She was very strong, but she was extremely surprised, "If my tiger baby could have his half..."

Seeing her sigh, someone immediately answered, "If I can have such a son, I will be willing to lose my life for ten years!"

"I don't know what blessings his parents have accumulated to throw such a fairy-like teenager into his mother's stomach..."

Everyone's whispers continued, saying that it was a whisper, but it fell into He Qiong's ears. Needless to say, the joy in my heart is even more like the back of the ear.

She put her arms around Shui Qingyan's shoulder with one hand, and the curvature of her mouth did not decrease. She passed everyone and said proudly, "My son, my son, haha."

Her heart trembled uncontrollably when she heard the name. Shui Qingyan tilted her head slightly and looked at her who was close to him. Her face was slightly red with excitement. Her breath was full of her quietness. It seemed that it was also wrapped in a trace of sweetness.

Infected by her joy, he unconsciously held the corners of his mouth.

He and Joan were immersed in joy without knowing it, but they chat with people they didn't know each other.

"Yo, you are the mother of this child. I'm thinking that I should be his sister at such a young age." Seeing that the woman who claimed to be a young mother was quite kind, several of the onlookers spoke boldly.

As soon as I heard others say that I was young and happy with Qiong, I smiled like a flower on my face, but I pretended to be shy and said, "Ha ha, I was born early."

Everyone nodded clearly.

Seeing that someone had a tendency to chat for a long time, Shui Qingyan finally couldn't help saying, "Mom, let's go." With that, the pace of holding her hand has been accelerated.

"Oh, oh, oh." He and Qiong nodded quickly, but did not forget to turn around and explain to the people who had opened an empty road, "My son's birthday is today. I, a mother, want to buy him some gifts. Everyone, let's talk about it."

Seeing that the novel mother and son gradually fade away, everyone was stunned.

"Mom, I want a gift too!"

One of the girls with horn braids shook her mother's hand and begged.

"What kind of gift do you want from the children's family?" The mother's tiger eyes stared, and her momentum appeared.

"That brother can ask for gifts. Why can't I? I want gifts, I want gifts..." Seeing that her mother disagreed, the girl immediately threw up and cried.

The crying mother was even more angry and pulled up the girl's arm. "You are not as beautiful as your brother. Why do you want a gift? Let's go home and go home!"

The mother dragged the girl away, but since then she has had a perception: the reason why her mother doesn't buy her a gift is that she is not beautiful enough...

After the episode, the eyes turned to the mother and son again.

In the inn, the two sat opposite each other, and the table full of delicacies could not beat the young man's exquisite face. In a few years, it must be a demon of the country. In addition, the teenager has no usual indifference at this time. At this time, people can't move their eyes.

From the inn to the upstairs, during this period, according to incomplete statistics, several pairs of eyes with spring and dew looked here, and even she even felt inexplicable hostility when these eyes toured to her. The effect of this bamboo curtain is very small.

"Xiao Yan."

Hearing the opening of the woman's words, the water gently put down his chopsticks, raised his eyelashes, and a pair of black eyes that were no different from her looked at her quietly.

and Qiongxin sighed. Fortunately, his blue eyes were temporarily covered with potion, otherwise her heart could not bear to be looked at by such a pair of eyes. This child is too calm...

He Qiong stopped chopsticks, with a trace of solemnity on her face, and her tone has become an elder. "Although you have your own opinions, puppy love is not good."

I know that her words are amazing, but I'm also confused when I hear her inexplicable words. Looking at her obvious expression, he raised his eyebrows and didn't know how to answer.

But I saw someone suddenly close and lowered his voice, "Don't you feel that your mother and I are being delayed by countless eyes?" He glanced his head out of the bamboo curtain with Qiong Youyou, and his face was pitiful, but his eyes were already joking.

"Mom, you worry too much."

He and Joan sat back in their seats. They had already regained their brave posture on the table and broke a big chicken leg to the teenager. "Haha, it's okay to bring one. I never doubt my son's charm." She has always been enlightened, which is one of the advantages she is proud of.

"Bear by the way, is there anything you want? There should always be a gift on your birthday. Eating and drinking don't count." With that, she patted the bulging purse, smiled like a landlord, and said, "Mom, you have money!"

In that way, no one will doubt that she is a rich man from which mountain village.

She still extorted the money from someone. You have to make good use of it, don't you?

"My mother has given me my gift."

The water smiled lightly, but it went straight to the bottom of his eyes. There were stars in his eyes, which was a little charming. After saying that, he grabbed the chicken leg in the bowl and bit it gently, with an elegant and messy movement.

One day, mother and son, let him feel the feeling of being a son of man. What is happier than this? He is already satisfied.

Hearing the words, Joan and Joan did not answer. Her eyes were slightly wet, and the corners of her mouth smiled.

Maybe it's good to have such a son?

"Xiao Er, bring me wine. Today, I will not get drunk with my precious son!"

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Ding Dong, it's time for nonsense! This chapter is very warm, isn't it? It stopped yesterday because my mind was broken... I've been thinking about the ending recently. What is the feeling I want? Conception, conception...

Humph, you won't see me when I leave. Why don't you bubbling? As long as the idea is through, the ending is not far away!

Ah, the end is ahead~~ Looking forward to it!