After listening to the words of the servant, the old lady of the Huo family instantly transformed into the ultimate state of Charizard.

The old man in his sixties, with a body of anger, rushed forward with a healthy posture.

Even the butler on the side had a rare solemn face.

After all, Bo Lingyun can see the little milk ball, and his help is indispensable.

If the little milk ball hurts a little, there is no need for the old lady of the Huo family to hold him accountable, and Mr. Butler himself will be ashamed and embarrassed.

Because....

Love for small milk dumplings, love affection.

Mr. Butler is no less than the old lady of the Huo family.

A faint anger filled this calm man who did not show mountains and did not show water.

However.

When the group of three rushed to the side of the garden, they saw a different scene.

Dreamy garden.

Above the emerald lawn.

The boy with a black figure and the cute girl in a small white dress were sitting facing each other.

The eyes of the little milk ball are indeed red and watery.

There are unfinished tears.

It became even more flickering because of it.

Like water droplets on a diamond, it reflects an increasingly dazzling light.

Light this.

It's different from the sullen little milk dumplings in the morning.

The smog cleared.

The sun is shining.

Not to mention....

The little milk ball slightly pulled up the white skirt, revealing the white jade-like calves.

On the delicate skin, a faint red color is at this time.

"It hurts."

The little milk ball frowned slightly, and the pink and jade little face was written "grievance", as well as "Chu Chu pitiful".

A small finger pointed to the reddened knee.

That was when she ran to Bo Lingyun, accidentally fell and rubbed her knees against the lawn.

Stained with some green weeds.

There is also some brown dirt.

No broken skin.

Not very serious.

But with those eyes, which glowed after tears.

It's as if you've been hurt by heaven.

And....

Little milk dumplings are the kind of well-behaved and caring personality, and they don't want others to worry about it, and they don't want others to worry.

But today.

She pointed to the small "wound" and looked at Bo Lingyun with grievances, as if she was coquettish.

"Little brother, sugar candy hurts, you want to blow ~"

As long as you blow it.

It won't hurt.

The "Fortune System" felt the fluctuations in the heart of the little milk ball.

It has always been clear that Huo Xiaotang has different feelings for Bo Lingyun.

But under rigorous data analysis.

The "Fortune System" thought that it was because Bo Lingyun was a "super lucky star".

The two met again and again, all in order to absorb more luck values.

But at this moment....

As a "blessing system" that accompanies growth, it has never seen such a Huo Xiaocang.

Obviously still simple and immature.

But it gives people a feeling that it is not clear to explain....

After Bo Lingyun saw the grinding blush, his brows furrowed.

A flash of distress flashed across Qingjun's face.

He obviously checked Huo Xiaotang just now, how could he not see this "wound".

There are concerns.

There is self-remorse.

The little teenager was full of distress.

Bo Lingyun took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it gently, brushing away the weeds and dirt.

And then....

He bowed his head.

Beautiful and handsome eyebrows, deep black eyes, high nose, low down.

Get close to the knee of the little milk ball.

Breathe in the heat and gently spray on reddened skin.

Bo Lingyun blew gently.

He was like a prince kneeling on one knee, kissing the back of the princess's hand.

A warm current.

If there is a nonchalant rise on the knees of the small milk balls.

/ Fufu, is that you? /

Little milk ball asked softly in his heart.

Every time the "Fortune System" exerts magical power, a colorful white light surrounds her.

At that time, it will be warm.

Therefore, the little milk ball will have some illusion, thinking that the "luck system" once again protects her and drives away the pain for her.

But.

/ Little master, not me, I didn't do anything. /

If the "Fortune System" has hands, it really wants to raise its hands to show its innocence.

Not Fufu?

If it wasn't Fufu, why was the pain gone?

Why is there still a hot, warm, very comfortable feeling?

The little milk ball looked at Bo Lingyun with blank eyes, and his starry pupils were full of dazedness.

Wait for Bo Lingyun to raise his head.

It was such a pair of crystal clear, shining eyes, looking at him closely.

The young man's heart leaked for a moment.

He endured the hot heat behind his ears and asked.

"What's wrong?"

"Does it still hurt?"

"I'll blow again?"

The little milk ball nodded vigorously, and the lips raised a cute smile.

Shallow dimples resurfaced.

She wants!

And the little brother's hoo!

Bo Lingyun also returned with a faint smile.

He could see that the little milk ball didn't hurt, but he thought... Fulfill all her wishes.

Bo Lingyun leaned over again and gently blew on his small round knee.

He even carefully examined the other leg of the little milk ball.

On the white skirt, there is a faint stain.

It should have been when I fell, and I accidentally rubbed it.

But on the fair skin, there were no scars, not even redness.

Bo Lingyun still asked, "What about here?" Do you want to blow it here?

"Is that okay?" The eyes of the little milk ball flashed in disbelief, and hurriedly said, "I want it!" Still! "

Even if it doesn't hurt.

I want the little brother's hoo too!

For the first time, Little Milk Dango felt that she was a dishonest child.

A hint of shyness flashed in Yingying's eyes.

Only...... Just once....

That's it, just this time.

The little milk ball's gaze closely followed Bo Lingyun, looking at his concerned and serious appearance, and there were countless small bubbles swarming up in his heart.

It's like a glass of sparkling drink.

It was shaken heavily.

The moment the little bubbles come out and touch the air, each one blooms with joy.

Bo Lingyun is not just a huhu.

He was careful and serious.

Even smoothed out every fold of the hem of the little milk balls skirt.

Every time Bo Lingyun approached, the little milk dumplings smelled a faint and elegant fragrance.

Unlike this garden, all the flowers have a different scent.

"Little brother, you smell good."

The little milk ball smiled sweetly, and the little milk sound couldn't hide anything.

Bo Lingyun raised his head, his inky black eyes looked at each other, and spoke, "It's a lily of the valley." "

Suzu... Orchid......? "

Little milk balls only know roses, because Yao Chunxia only lets her sell roses, which has low cost and high profit.

Other flowers, she didn't recognize.

Even the name of the lily of the valley is particularly unfamiliar.

Blinking his eyes, writing dazed.

Bo Lingyun took a few steps back, next to the gift he had just dropped in a hurry, and a bouquet of lily of the valley that he had carefully prepared to give to the little milk ball.

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[The words of the lily of the valley - the return of happiness.] 】

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