Chapter 943: 943： do not be angry

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This pressure is great, but Enron still nodded and could n’t help but nodded, as long as she could see the future hopes, see the doll generation, and still be alive in the last days, Enron had the motivation to think about these flowers and plants Things.

Otherwise, in the future, the virus will be replaced in the last days, but pink flowers can no longer hold the situation. This baby has been destroyed by the body's antibody generation.

If so, while Enron was thinking and walking out of the laboratory, what else could she do to increase the number of pink flowers?

Thinking about it, Enron stood in place, bent over, looked at a small white flower near his knee, stroked the white petals with his fingertips, and infused some energy for it, and the white small flower seemed to have been greatly affected. Encouraging, it grew quickly, and within a moment, the flower with the big thumb grew into a big fist.

The cormorant's flower stem is also twice thick, and it is covered with sharp spines.

"Mom, mom, here for you!"

In the distant mutated woods, the doll held a lot of pink flowers in her hand and ran out, her little body was like rushing out of a thick black shadow, and the black shadow was on her Behind her quickly gathered, and finally condensed into a small piece, fell under her little feet.

I wonder if no one has ever doubted why the doll's shadow still looks darker than anyone without the sun?

Anran thought to himself, squatted down, hugged the flying baby, and got up, looking at the large pink flower in the doll's hand, counted it, at least five or six.

嗯 "Huh? Thank you, baby, where did you pick so many pink flowers? All of them are blooming. You have picked all the flowers in our yard?"

Enron holding the baby's Enron was in a faint heart, remembering that she had only a few pink flowers left in her sparse lala, and for the first time was desperate for this kind of behavior of the baby.

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The doll did not understand what her mother thought. She had to use all her strength to deal with a Mu Feng. At this moment, she couldn't see anyone's inner thoughts. She beautifully held a lot of pink flowers in her small hands. Sent to the tip of Enron's nose, flatteringly, said to Enran sweetly:

"Mom, here you are! Don't be angry."

It's been a few days, and the doll running away from home hasn't waited for her mother's call. She started to panic. She thought about it with that little head of melon for a long time, and vaguely remembered someone's mind, and sent flowers to apologize The picture was drawn from a gourd, and I took a handful of pink flowers and gave it to my mother.

I hope my mother won't be angry, and quickly turn Gan Ge into Jade, and let her go home.

An Ran was a little moved inside, thinking that this was the first time the little fart gave her flowers, and she couldn't help but be happy. She smiled, collected the pink flower in the doll's hand, and asked:

"Will you run away from home in the future?"

"No, never again."

The doll shook her head very seriously, and hugged Enran's neck quite cleverly. People who left the house in others' minds were all parents worried and compromised. It turned out to be fake. After she left the house, her parents would not come to find her. Then she will definitely not use this trick in the future.

"Okay, let's turn this over. You are not allowed to go to the fields that harm others, no matter what the reason, OK?"

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