The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

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"Uncle, the ball is gone, let's go find the ball?"

"The ball may go home."

The illusion looked at the darker and darker sky. "Uncle, the ball is going home, let's go home too? It's all dark."

Every day, every day, the illusion will make a mistake to go home.

This is also a common problem for children. When they see it, they will want to go home.

In response to this, Moya also had a countermeasure. From the storage ring, a delicate wooden house was taken, which was hundreds of square feet, and there were rooms and living rooms. The layout was gorgeous and warm, and the largest room was the magical face. of.

Every time it is dark, when she is going to go home, she will give her a cabin.

The illusion jumped in and jumped in.

Entering the living room, sitting in front of the table with a fascinating look, "Uncle, we should have dinner."

This is to wait for the ink to serve.

Jimo will take out a large food box from the storage ring and put on a pastry.

They have been in the Ziyun Mountains for some time, and the cuisines of the spirits cannot be preserved for so long, leaving only pastries and the like.

The illusion is to eat, not picky eaters, what to eat, after eating, go to the grooming.

Jimo Yadao, "I have given you a net technique, you don't have to take a shower."

Who knows, being swayed by the illusion, "Mom said that children who don't bathe and brush their teeth before going to bed, not a little friend, will send me back to the orphanage, don't like me..."

Jimo Eyes, Orphanage?

He is now certain that the illusion is indeed from a different place from Lingbao, at least not within the five empires he knows.

What is the mysterious place?

And the life of this little girl is an orphan? Adopted?

I couldn’t help but feel distressed. Even if the past things have passed, he will not let her be wronged again in the days to come.

She loves to go with her to toss!

A large water tank was placed on the wooden roof, and she was tossed in the washroom.

At this time, when he tested his strength, the gods couldn’t let go of the peek of her bathing place. After she had tossed for half an hour, she put on her pajamas and went to bed.

At this time, Moya met two new things.

One is a toothbrush, this is not difficult, according to the shape described by the illusion, it is easy to give her a out.

The other is pajamas, which require a bear pattern on the clothes...

It’s hard to beat it, he painted her with a Qiankun pen.

Jimo feels the most challenging, or the daily bedtime story...

"Uncle, telling the story before bed..." The illusion is lying on the soft bed, staring at the end of the ink.

Jimo had previously sat on the edge of the bed. After passing the torch today, he was not confident about his self-control. For safety reasons, he moved a chair, one meter away from the bed.

"What do you want to hear?"

"Don't be a monster. Uncle, when you sit on the bed, too far, the monster will eat me..."

Jimo Yaji gave her a look that was not salty or faint, and ignored her request. "Don't talk about monsters today, tell you the story of goblin. Goblin is rare and grows very small..."

The fantasy children interrupted, "Is it smaller than the face?"

(Unbearable author spit sound: illusion, how small are you? Development is perfect, natural stunner, standing up with the ink side of the shoulders, you look at your own small?)