Chapter 482
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"Uncle, the ball is missing. Let's find the ball?"
"The ball may have gone home."
Huan Qingyan looked at the increasingly dark sky, "uncle, the ball has gone home. Shall we go home too? It's dark."
As soon as it gets dark every day, fantasy will make a mistake of going home.
This is also a common problem of children. They want to go home when they see it dark.
In view of this, jimoya has long had countermeasures. From the storage ring, take out an exquisite wooden house, with hundreds of square meters, rooms, living rooms, etc., with gorgeous and warm layout, of which the largest room is illusory.
When it gets dark and Huan Qingyan asks to go home, she gives her a cabin.
Huan Qingyan jumped in.
Entering the living room, Huan Qinyan obediently sat down at the table, "uncle, it's time for us to have dinner."
This is waiting for Jimo to serve.
Jimoya took out a large food box from the storage ring and put out cakes.
They have entered the Ziyun mountains for a period of time. The spirit cuisine can't be preserved for so long, only cakes and so on.
Huan Qingyan eats goods and is not picky about food. He eats whatever he has. After eating, he goes to freshen up.
Jimo Ya said, "I've performed the cleansing skill for you. You can no longer take a bath."
Who knows, he was scolded by Huan Qingyan, "my mother said that children who don't take a bath and brush their teeth before going to bed are not good children. They will send me back to the orphanage and don't like me..."
Jimoya's eyes narrowed, the orphanage?
He can now be sure that the magic face does come from a place different from Lingbao mainland, at least not within the five empires he knows.
What mysterious place is it?
And the little girl's life experience. Is she an orphan? Adopted?
I can't help feeling distressed. The past is over. In the future, he will never let her be wronged again.
Let her do whatever she likes!
A large water tank was installed on the wooden roof and she was free to toss around in the bathroom.
This time is the time to test his concentration. No trace of divine knowledge can be put outside to peep into her bathing place. After she tossed for half an hour, she put on her pajamas and slept in bed.
At this time, Jimo career encountered two new things.
One is a toothbrush. It's not difficult. It's easy to make one for her according to the shape described by Huan Qingyan.
The other is pajamas, which requires that there must be a bear pattern on the clothes
It's not difficult for Jimo ya. He drew one for her with a Qiankun pen.
Jimoya thinks the most challenging part is the daily bedtime story
"Uncle, tell a bedtime story..." Huan Qinyan lay on the soft bed and stared at Jimo ya.
Jimoya used to sit on the edge of the bed. After today's gun cleaning, he was not very confident in his self-control. For the sake of safety, he moved a chair one meter away from the edge of the bed.
"What do you want to hear?"
"Fight monsters. Uncle, you sit on the bed and tell me that if it's too far, the monsters will eat me..." Huan Qingyan asked straightly and angrily.
Jimoya gave her a neutral look and ignored her request. "Today, I won't tell you the story of fighting monsters. I'll tell you the story of goblins. Goblins belong to rare people and grow very small..."
The phantom child interrupted, "is it smaller than your face?"
(intolerable writer Tucao voice: magic, Yan, you are small, make complaints about the development of the perfect moving, natural beauty, stand up with Jimo, shoulder height, which one you see your eyes are small?
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Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
"Uncle, the ball is missing. Let's find the ball?"
"The ball may have gone home."
Huan Qingyan looked at the increasingly dark sky, "uncle, the ball has gone home. Shall we go home too? It's dark."
As soon as it gets dark every day, fantasy will make a mistake of going home.
This is also a common problem of children. They want to go home when they see it dark.
In view of this, jimoya has long had countermeasures. From the storage ring, take out an exquisite wooden house, with hundreds of square meters, rooms, living rooms, etc., with gorgeous and warm layout, of which the largest room is illusory.
When it gets dark and Huan Qingyan asks to go home, she gives her a cabin.
Huan Qingyan jumped in.
Entering the living room, Huan Qinyan obediently sat down at the table, "uncle, it's time for us to have dinner."
This is waiting for Jimo to serve.
Jimoya took out a large food box from the storage ring and put out cakes.
They have entered the Ziyun mountains for a period of time. The spirit cuisine can't be preserved for so long, only cakes and so on.
Huan Qingyan eats goods and is not picky about food. He eats whatever he has. After eating, he goes to freshen up.
Jimo Ya said, "I've performed the cleansing skill for you. You can no longer take a bath."
Who knows, he was scolded by Huan Qingyan, "my mother said that children who don't take a bath and brush their teeth before going to bed are not good children. They will send me back to the orphanage and don't like me..."
Jimoya's eyes narrowed, the orphanage?
He can now be sure that the magic face does come from a place different from Lingbao mainland, at least not within the five empires he knows.
What mysterious place is it?
And the little girl's life experience. Is she an orphan? Adopted?
I can't help feeling distressed. The past is over. In the future, he will never let her be wronged again.
Let her do whatever she likes!
A large water tank was installed on the wooden roof and she was free to toss around in the bathroom.
This time is the time to test his concentration. No trace of divine knowledge can be put outside to peep into her bathing place. After she tossed for half an hour, she put on her pajamas and slept in bed.
At this time, Jimo career encountered two new things.
One is a toothbrush. It's not difficult. It's easy to make one for her according to the shape described by Huan Qingyan.
The other is pajamas, which requires that there must be a bear pattern on the clothes
It's not difficult for Jimo ya. He drew one for her with a Qiankun pen.
Jimoya thinks the most challenging part is the daily bedtime story
"Uncle, tell a bedtime story..." Huan Qinyan lay on the soft bed and stared at Jimo ya.
Jimoya used to sit on the edge of the bed. After today's gun cleaning, he was not very confident in his self-control. For the sake of safety, he moved a chair one meter away from the edge of the bed.
"What do you want to hear?"
"Fight monsters. Uncle, you sit on the bed and tell me that if it's too far, the monsters will eat me..." Huan Qingyan asked straightly and angrily.
Jimoya gave her a neutral look and ignored her request. "Today, I won't tell you the story of fighting monsters. I'll tell you the story of goblins. Goblins belong to rare people and grow very small..."
The phantom child interrupted, "is it smaller than your face?"
(intolerable writer Tucao voice: magic, Yan, you are small, make complaints about the development of the perfect moving, natural beauty, stand up with Jimo, shoulder height, which one you see your eyes are small?
This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
"Uncle, the ball is missing. Let's find the ball?""The ball may have gone home."Huan Qingyan looked at the increasingly dark sky, "uncle, the ball has gone home. Shall we go home too? It's dark."As soon as it gets dark every day, fantasy will make a mistake of going home.This is also a common problem of children. They want to go home when they see it dark.In view of this, jimoya has long had countermeasures. From the storage ring, take out an exquisite wooden house, with hundreds of square meters, rooms, living rooms, etc., with gorgeous and warm layout, of which the largest room is illusory.When it gets dark and Huan Qingyan asks to go home, she gives her a cabin.Huan Qingyan jumped in.Entering the living room, Huan Qinyan obediently sat down at the table, "uncle, it's time for us to have dinner."This is waiting for Jimo to serve.Jimoya took out a large food box from the storage ring and put out cakes.They have entered the Ziyun mountains for a period of time. The spirit cuisine can't be preserved for so long, only cakes and so on.Huan Qingyan eats goods and is not picky about food. He eats whatever he has. After eating, he goes to freshen up.Jimo Ya said, "I've performed the cleansing skill for you. You can no longer take a bath."Who knows, he was scolded by Huan Qingyan, "my mother said that children who don't take a bath and brush their teeth before going to bed are not good children. They will send me back to the orphanage and don't like me..."Jimoya's eyes narrowed, the orphanage?He can now be sure that the magic face does come from a place different from Lingbao mainland, at least not within the five empires he knows.What mysterious place is it?And the little girl's life experience. Is she an orphan? Adopted?I can't help feeling distressed. The past is over. In the future, he will never let her be wronged again.Let her do whatever she likes!A large water tank was installed on the wooden roof and she was free to toss around in the bathroom.This time is the time to test his concentration. No trace of divine knowledge can be put outside to peep into her bathing place. After she tossed for half an hour, she put on her pajamas and slept in bed.At this time, Jimo career encountered two new things.One is a toothbrush. It's not difficult. It's easy to make one for her according to the shape described by Huan Qingyan.The other is pajamas, which requires that there must be a bear pattern on the clothesIt's not difficult for Jimo ya. He drew one for her with a Qiankun pen.Jimoya thinks the most challenging part is the daily bedtime story"Uncle, tell a bedtime story..." Huan Qinyan lay on the soft bed and stared at Jimo ya.Jimoya used to sit on the edge of the bed. After today's gun cleaning, he was not very confident in his self-control. For the sake of safety, he moved a chair one meter away from the edge of the bed."What do you want to hear?""Fight monsters. Uncle, you sit on the bed and tell me that if it's too far, the monsters will eat me..." Huan Qingyan asked straightly and angrily.Jimoya gave her a neutral look and ignored her request. "Today, I won't tell you the story of fighting monsters. I'll tell you the story of goblins. Goblins belong to rare people and grow very small..."The phantom child interrupted, "is it smaller than your face?"intolerable writer Tucao voice: magic, Yan, you are small, make complaints about the development of the perfect moving, natural beauty, stand up with Jimo, shoulder height, which one you see your eyes are small?This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
