Vincent (2)

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date="2020-12-12"

title="Vincent (2) "

weight="109856"

series = ["Man Man Qing Luo"]

mode = "manual"

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Cheng Qing was frightened again: "Mother?"

The woman came over and hugged Cheng Qing tenderly: "San'er, be good, there is a mother here, don't be afraid, have nightmares? See you are sweating!" She said gently with Juanpa in her hand. Wipe sweat.

A faint fragrance came. Cheng Qing was trembling with fright. This is really not a dream! The woman seemed to feel it. She gave her a light hug, sat with her on her lap, and patted her back with her arm around her and coaxed: "Mother is here, Saner, I'm not afraid of it!"

At this time, Cheng Qing was already in a state of being overwhelmed, stiff and unable to speak. The woman realized that something was wrong and began to shake her: "San'er, what's the matter? San'er? Come on!"

Two people came in again, one dressed up as a girl and the other dressed up as an old lady. They asked in a panic, "Madam Seven, what's wrong with Miss?"

The woman's voice was already filled with anger and grief: "The young lady has always been afraid of sleeping alone, even you guys don't look at our mothers? Such negligence?"

The two of them knelt down with a "pump", and their faces became pale. The elder was more courageous and spoke: "Seventh lady, the old slave saw that it was already bright and the hour was late, so he went to pick up the clothes that Miss Xuan had tried before. I didn't expect the lady to be nightmare again!"

The young girl was already crying: "Miss was late to bed today. Xiao Yu called twice and she answered, and hurried to prepare hot water. I thought the lady was already awake. The lady spared Xiao Yu, and later I can't afford to leave again!"

Seeing them in such a panic, the Seventh Lady sighed and said, "Don't hurry up and prepare, it won't be possible to be sloppy today!"

Zhang Ma and Xiao Yu gratefully looked at Mrs. Seven, kowtow and hurried out.

The Seventh Lady coaxed Cheng Qing in a low voice: "San'er, Madam Zhang and Xiao Yu have been chosen by the mother for a long time. They treat you well in their hearts."

Cheng Qing's teeth were still trembling, she nodded involuntarily before figuring out what was going on. A gnat-like voice finally squeezed out of his mouth: "Yeah."

Madam Seven lifted Cheng Qing’s face, her voice still so gentle: "San’er, mother knows that you are very afraid of today’s Xuan test, but mother has to be a daughter like you. If you lose your temper and lose your face, Xun test is a trivial matter. But how can I let my mother bear to let you take the board? From now on, my mother's life in Xiangfu will be even more difficult." The expression of sadness appeared on his face.

At this time Zhang Ma was holding a stack of clothes, and Xiao Yu walked in with a copper basin.

Madam Seven put down Cheng Qing in her arms and took her little hand and said, "Come on, mother will comb your hair today."

Zhang Ma shook off a cyan skirt and tied it around Cheng Qing's waist, and put a fuchsia short jacket on her, tied with one belt and one belt. Cheng Qing became a puppet completely at her mercy.

After getting dressed, Mrs. Seven led Cheng Qing to sit down in front of the dressing table. She suddenly saw a small strange face in the bronze mirror. She covered her face with her hands and exclaimed, "Ah!"

Mrs. Seven looked at the sky, and her face showed anxiety: "San'er, it's late, and it's too late if you don't dress up. If it's late, your father, hey, what should I do!"