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730 Be nice to her

A passing car saw a car accident here, and they stopped the car to help.
The sound of an ambulance came from afar, and Qinglong slowly walked to the woman, and she had fainted at this time.
The scattered hair blocked the child in his arms. He reached out to stroke her hair, revealing the baby's pink cheeks. At this time, the fifth dream had already opened his eyes, not knowing the world, and was looking at him ignorantly.
His eyes, like bright stars, seemed to gather the light of thousands of feet in the world. He just wanted to know if this girl was also full of calculating when she was infancy?
No, she was purely like the bright moon in the sky. Qinglong had to admit that she was soft-hearted again. She slowly squatted down, reached out to touch her little face, and murmured in a low voice, "Fifth Dream, you have both parents in this life. I hope you can live a good life in the future. If you torture me, just fuck it..."
She shook her little hand and accidentally grabbed Qinglong's finger. The soft little hand made Qinglong dare not move. Her pupils doubled. He only had the softness of the fifth dream little hand in his heart, and he even forgot what he said?
He subconsciously pulled his finger back and shook her little hand away.
The little baby was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth and cried loudly. He looked like an old lady without teeth. Qinglong smiled impolitely.
When the people around him heard the child's crying, they all sighed at the child's desire to survive.
Qinglong complained in his heart, bullshit!
It was obvious that after he threw his hand away, he cried so much that he knew that she was a petty person. This was the case in her previous life. After drinking Mengpo soup, she was still a petty person in this life.
After all, she couldn't bear to cry too sadly. Qinglong hugged her in his arms. Although his face was full of disgust, he patted her body and movements very lightly.
Qinglong did not leave until he sent them to the ambulance.
Everyone had a tacit understanding and forgot the character Qinglong, and they didn’t even remember how the car accident happened?
Fifth Master pushed open the bedroom door and looked at Qinglong with his legs crossed on the sofa in the living room. A trace of light flashed in his eyes. He was not in a good mood this day. Seeing him sitting here, he felt a little more comfortable in his heart, and it seemed that he didn't care at all.
Qinglong picked up the foreign wine on the table and drank the gurgling cow. In the eyes of the fifth genius, it was a little ruined.
"Are the women in your fifth family born so cruel, being cruel to others and even more cruel to themselves?"
Fifth Lord didn't say anything, sat on the other side of the sofa, "Come to me to drink and relieve my sorrow?"
Qinglong burped, "What's there to worry about? She wants to toss herself, just toss her. I just want to tell you that today I did nothing, just watched the two cars collided and she became an orphan."
"Um."
Seeing that his expression was as plain as water, neither annoyed nor angry, Qinglong felt bored and couldn't help but curse, "Damn, isn't she the ancestor of your fifth family? Can't you care about it?"
The fifth master opened another bottle of foreign wine and handed it to him, "Wine is sometimes a good thing."
Qinglong sneered, "Yan Jue, you're sure I'll save her, right?"
"You can't help."
"Fuck, is this what you said human words? Is it true? She has lived so miserably, how can you bear it?" When she thought that her life would be so bad in the future, Qinglong felt ashamed as a knife, but he was even more angry with himself, why did he meddle in other people's business, especially today who rescued that girl.
Hold your breath!
But he didn't regret it at all.
"All people are saved, why are you going to come to me to do?"
Unexpectedly, every move he made was clearly visible. Qinglong was a little embarrassed. He wanted to deny it loudly. He was the little king of hell in this life. Isn’t he clearer than anyone else as the little king of hell in the underworld?
After thinking about it, he had to tell me about the intermittent failure of his spell. At the moment when the spell was gone, what he was most worried about was not himself, but that he had promised her to help their fifth family get rid of the drought, but he did not do it.
Qinglong felt that he must be crazy, and he was still crazy.
"What exactly is the failure of the intermittent spell?"
"The Book of Life has been written in the fifth dream and has been loaded into the Book of Heaven. If you try to reverse the result of the matter, you will naturally experience intermittent spell failure."
Qinglong suddenly patted his chest, "Damn it, I'm scared."
The fifth master stood up, "There are people who have been saved and drink wine. It's time for you to leave, don't disturb my rest."
Qinglong shook the bottle of wine and felt even more depressed, "I won't leave, I regret it, so I shouldn't interfere in her business." If you care about this, you have to care about more things.
What should I do if I encounter school violence in the future?
What should I do if I meet a scumbag boyfriend?
What should I do if I encounter domestic violence after marriage and miscarriage?
...
Qinglong suddenly felt heartbroken. The battle was about to begin. If he didn't come back, who would worry about these things for him?
It seemed that the only person he could ask was the Little King of Hell. As for whether the girl from the fifth day of the world could come back alive, would she still say a little bit?
"Yan Jue, after all, she is your ancestor. You can't stand it and die." He stood up suddenly, and his head was dizzy because he used too much force. He staggered towards Diwu Jue, clasped his shoulders, and then burped, which made Diwu Jue's face turn dark on the spot.
"Qinglong, I really want to kill you!" He reached out and pushed him away.
Chapter completed!
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