567 recognize the thief as the father

However, he smiled... If this is also a laugh.

She found that he was not good at laughing, just holding the corners of his lips, but it was dazzling enough.

"This kind of strange fragrance, looking at the world, can only be prepared by shopkeeper Luo."

His eyes are so deep that people can't see what kind of emotion this word represents.

"Son Xuanyuan, you really look up!"

Luo Wener was angry for a moment and didn't want to play a riddle with him, so she simply revealed his identity.

He appeared so clearly, isn't he just waiting for her to poke?

Mao Mao and Doudou looked at each other... It turned out that our surname was Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan Mao, Xuanyuan Bean... It's not very pleasant, but my mother said that this is the baby name. When Dad comes back, she will give them a bright name.

Now, Dad is back...

"Does the shopkeeper Mo Feiluo want to expel the guests?"

With a sweep of the eyes, the two little guys at the table immediately slipped down and hugged his thighs one by one: "Dad, don't go..."

"We won't let Dad go..."

He glanced at Luo Wen... Even if it is simple, it can be too much to imagine.

Luo Wener's face has changed: "I said before that he is not yours..."

"Mom, Mao Mao knows that your father has not returned for many years, and you feel bad, but your father has come back. What can you say? Isn't it, Dad?"

Xuanyuan still patted the hairy little brain.

"Mom, it's not easy for Dad to be away. How can we drive him away? If you are really so cruel, Dad, Doudou will go with you!"

Xuanyuan still pinched the bean's little bun.

Until today, Luo Wen'er has seen a realistic version of "recognizing a thief as a father". I don't know how Qian Yumo feels after reading it.

She suppressed her anger and took a step forward: "Mr. Xuanyuan, should you explain it to the children?"

He bowed his head again: "Mao Mao, Doudou, let go, otherwise..."

As a result, the two hugged tighter, and they were completely two koalas climbing to the trunk: "Dad, mother is going to hit me again..."

Xuanyuan still remembered the bluff she slapped the table with a small rattan that day and wanted to laugh. He couldn't bear to be anxious, so he touched two small brains: "Get up, don't make your mother angry..."

The two immediately let go, but still leaned against him reluctantly.

Luo Wener was even more angry. She had taken out the magic weapon and couldn't make them obedient. Xuanyuan only said a word lightly...

Whose child is this?

"Dad, my mother beat me the other day, and it still hurts..." Doudou raised her little buttocks.

"Oh." Xuanyuan still rubbed the little buttocks.

"Dad, I have a headache!"

Mao was unwilling to lag behind, and took the opportunity to pull Xuanyuan's hand, motioned him to attach his body, and then put it to his ear and said, "Mother is angry because my father has not returned for a long time. However, my mother's heart is very soft. After a while, my father said a few good words, and my mother will be happy..."

Xuanyuan sighed secretly. What kind of environment and what kind of character can raise a three-year-old child so carefully and thoughtful?

Or inherit the man's thoughtfulness and foresight?

unconsciously hooked the corners of his lips and patted his little face.

"Dad, you brought us gifts, so what about mother? What did you bring to your mother? Doudou asked.

He was stunned: "Nit's really not..."

What? What "no"? What do you mean?

"Sanlang..."

Sanlang immediately appeared at the door.

The two children immediately stood in front of Xuanyuan Shang and looked at Luo Wen'er for help. However, Luo Wen'er was determined to "Send off the guests!"

Sanlang came forward, one by one, took Mao Mao and Doudou out, turned back, hugged his arms, and looked at Xuanyuan Shang with bad eyes.

Xuanyuan still moved the corners of his lips and slowly walked out.

But I don't know what happened. When they arrived at the door, the two suddenly fell in touch.

But it was only a moment of eyelashes. Luo Wen'er only saw a pair of palms, separated from each other in an instant, standing in place, unable to see the victory or defeat, and no injury.

Xuanyuan still nodded and praised, "The seventh Capricorn is good. If you can practice to the ninth, you may be able to draw with me.

What?

Luo Wen'er immediately looked at Sanlang, but saw Sanlang's amber eyes flash slightly.

"It's just that you go out of the mountain halfway, and Capricorn can only be practiced in a polar ice environment..."

Do you still have a chance?

Luo Wen'er saw Sanlang turn his head slightly and look at Xuanyuan's back.

Sanlang still has such a strong interest in unfamiliar people for the first time.

Is that what he said is true?

Luo Wener suddenly felt a deep crisis.

She hurried out of the door: "Wanying, come and help!"

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On the snowy street, Zhang Mao "squeaked" to catch up.

"Lord, when shall we go back?"

Xuanyuan still concentrates on walking, walks slowly, raises his head and looks around, as if he is full of interest in the boundless customs.

I have been watching it for almost half a year. What else can I be interested in? He left the affairs of the court alone, but ran to touch the woman's nail. Isn't it just saving the Lord's life? Even without her, the Lord may not have any trouble. If you want to thank me, giving money is boring to do it several times. Looking at the Lord's appearance, it seems to be happy.

The Lord doesn't really like that woman, does he? What's good about her? Xueling is much more beautiful than her. She is older and takes care of two children. What kind of vision is this? Didn't you break your brain from the injury last time? Or did this woman give him any ecze?

The Lord has always only looked at the gentle and meek woman, and this woman is really too far away. Fortunately, the winner turned back from Xueling to see her twice in the first half of the year. Maybe she will settle down in Wuya.

How does this work? Although Xuanyuan's family has made great contributions to this restoration, and it can be called the uncrowned king in the court, but the hall is not calm. Which pair of eyes are not staring? Which hands are not secretly overturned? Just want to find an opportunity to pull the Lord down and replace him? Even Nangongyuan began to worry about the master's achievements and was careful. How could the master dare to throw away the business and run here to see this woman?

Is that legend true? The Lord was originally from the Qianyu family, but the result gradually became the same as the Lord of the boundless Kingdom?

"Lord..."

"I've been exhausted for so many years, but I really don't know that there is such a good scenery outside..."

What's good? It's also snow. If you want to see snow, the wind and snow in Xueling is much more spectacular than this.

"So..." He turned his head and smiled slightly at the corners of his lips.

It's not good!

Zhang Mao secretly said in his heart that since the Lord was snatched back from Wuya by them, he has learned to laugh, but if he shows this expression, nothing good!

Real...

"You are ready to prepare. We will celebrate the Spring Festival this year!"

"Oh?" Zhang Mao was stunned in the local area.

However, the Lord's sentence is particularly loud, completely different from the low and restrainedness of the past.

He couldn't help looking back...

But there is a vast white snow, and only some people rush to buy New Year's goods.

However, Xuanyuan still knows that tonight, the person in Bichi Palace is going to grind his teeth again and can't sleep.

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Luo Wener wants to run away, but her business is all here. How can she move away for a while? She feels that in the past two years, because her child has delayed many of her ambitions. She should have opened the branches everywhere. In this way, even if she loses it, she will only lose part of it. At that time, she will change her face. Anyway, dumplings and so on are not the patent of Tianxianglou.

It's just that even if she is well prepared, can she really leave without hesitation?

She still has thoughts in her heart. Even if she "never see" the man, they are under the same sky and on the same land. Sometimes, when she sees the clouds in the sky, she is thinking, will he see it? Will this cloud float above the gorgeous but gloomy palace to see him...

There is his breath in the air, even if it is so far away.

There are footprints on the street that he and she walked hand in hand, even if they are stacked, covering too many things that belong to others.

However, as long as she is there, you can feel it.

How strange people are. They are obviously in pain, but they don't want to extricate themselves. They sink as if they are drunk. In addition to being sad, they enjoy that kind of fairy.

And she can feel that he is also thinking about her...

So, she temporarily closed the incense shop and came to Tianxiang Tower, where there were many people and could be fooled.

The people in Tianxiang Building were very happy to see her, and then intentionally or unintentionally asked her to look at the corner downstairs by the window.

A young scholar in a light gray cotton robe sits at the table, with a plate of dumplings in front of him, slowly tasting.

Luo Wen'er couldn't help sighing that if Tianxiang Tower was flourishing, how could he chew slowly and occupy a table alone?

Now that I think about it, her most profitable business is "Beijing Caiyun" and Pinxiang Store, especially the Pinxiang Store. If she meets a noble person, a bottle of incense can be equivalent to Tianxianglou's current income for three years.

For a while, she couldn't help griting her teeth at Xuanyuan. She even suspected that it was probably because she had stayed in the palace and often watched Qian Yumo take care of the government, so Xuanyuan Shang kidnapped herself to get some secrets, right?

Does her incense shop still want to open? Do you still want to live in her small courtyard?

Although Sanlang is strong in martial arts, he is obviously not Xuanyuan's opponent...

She was very afraid and worried, so she didn't hear Zhang Shun's intention: "This man has stayed in Tianxianglou since the day of 'Dad Zheng', eating a plate of dumplings every day from morning to evening..."

Dad? What kind of father?

Thinking back, she thought of the child and looked at the sky...

"Let the kitchen cook two dishes, vegetarian, and then call Mao Mao and Doudou. It's time for lunch."

Zhang Shun felt her stubbornness and sighed and left.

After a while, Mao Mao and Doudou went upstairs.

The child is having a good time and hates being called back to eat the most, so he was awkward all the way and looked at the dishes: "I don't want to eat bamboo shoots, I want to eat meat!"

Why are you so corrupt at such a young age?