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His wet eyes were stunned, and the tears that were still hanging on his soft eyelashes were still stuck.

It was like a frightened little cat with beautiful eyes wide open.

There was a moment in the room,

It became quiet.

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【System refreshing…】

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Fu Sheng blinked his eyes and looked at him.

Slowly,

The young boy's fair cheeks were quietly dyed with a beautiful crimson red.

His ears were red, and he hugged her,

Finally quieted down.

Under the long and soft eyelashes, the ice-blue eyes that looked like the sea seemed to hide a hint of shyness, and a little unconscious joy.

at last,

He kissed her carefully and in a decent manner.

It's still young,

But for some reason, there was a bit of tenderness.

Her blue eyes, still with tears, looked at her softly, with her lips bright red and soft.

The little sweet cat is even sweeter.

Fu Sheng opened his eyes slightly,

Damn,

She seems to...

Teach children badly.

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Little Michael gave his favorite earthen mold to Fu Sheng.

Fu Sheng was taken by him and sat back in that corner.

She opened the wooden box,

I found that there were all kinds of small sculptures inside.

All of them are the most perfect sculptures he obtained after he made them thousands of times.

Fu Sheng blinked his eyes and saw the sculpture of the child before.

She picked it up and looked at it curiously.

shape,

They all look very much like her.

It seemed to be her...

While still practicing crawling.

Fu Sheng gently touched the sculpture.

"Do you... do you like it?"

Michael looked at her with pure and beautiful eyes, his voice was small, and he seemed a little nervous.

The hand was twisted tightly and twisted it a few times.

Fu Sheng was stunned,

Then, she bent her red eyes and said softly "um".

"Brother Crab~"

"Chesia is very rare, happy~"

Every time the little girl speaks, her little breasts are so sweet.

It was as sweet as if I had drunk honey.

Michael's face turned red quietly.

He pursed his bright red lips, and his soft eyes as sea blue seemed to stir up a slight wave.

The tender white auricles slowly climbed up the beautiful crimson red color.

The young man doesn't understand what kind of emotions this is.

All he knows is,

I am very happy.

It's even happier than successfully fabricating the most perfect clay sculpture in the world.

【Dingdong ——】

【System refreshing…】

【Fragment recognition: +1%】

【Total recognition: 47%】

He looked at the little girl who was lowering her head and touching the clay sculpture, and his lips curled slightly.

The empty heart inexplicably, as if it was filled with something, rising,

It's a little...sweet.

The young boy slightly lowered his beautiful ice-blue eyes and his cheeks were slightly red.

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The two reconciled as before,

Fu Sheng started his life as a young follower again.

Every day, I sat quietly beside Michael and watched him pinch the soil.

Maybe it's because of talent,

Michael is extremely accomplished in sculpture.

If you just read many things, you can use soil to make them out, and the workmanship is extremely fine.

After Fu Sheng grew up a little, he followed him in a good manner and pinched the soil together.

Two little cuties sat together, quietly pinching the soil, not noisy or quarrel, and being so obedient.

It makes people feel soft when they look at it.

The maintenance elves often look over,

Seeing that Michael did not reject his little sister, he felt completely relieved.
Chapter completed!