The Crazy Forensic Doctor Consort

Rong Ling will hold Xiaoli well, patted Xiaoli’s back, opened the curtain, and saw Liu Wei’s sly **** sitting there, his face stunned.

Rong Ling took Xiaoli on the carriage and told him to move on.

The carriage continued to walk, and Liu Xiaoli shrank in the arms of Rong Ling, reluctant to go out, and used his **** to face his mother, always refused to turn his head.

After Liu Wei had been squatting for a while, he resumed the lazy touch and squatted on the wall of the car without a word.

"You yell at him?" asked Rong.

Liu Wei does not speak.

Rong Ling asked Liu Xiaoli: "What happened?"

Liu Xiaoli still said the sentence: "I don't like uh..."

Liu Wei's face: "Isn't I still young, I still can learn to make a temper? You can't say that you have two sentences? Let's give us something, I can't even ask if you are not? Are you my son, or me? Is your son?"

This is over, and Rong Li held her hand: "Calm down."

Liu Wei felt the big palm with heat on the back of his hand.

Rong Ling took a pat on her, and she sighed a little. She said, "I didn't say that I can't give it, but you don't even know who the other person is. You don't know what the name is. You are not afraid of others. Did you sell it?"

"You said that saving the wounded and dying is the way of medicine!" The little guy turned his head and said a word, and then buried his head back.

Liu Weiyi.

The child is still young. The things she can teach Xiaoli are just some purely positive energy, but they can't teach Xiaoli to identify people, especially strangers.

There aren't many pills. What's important is that this kid is so unclear to a stranger, he is not afraid of what the other party has?

Liu Wei did not argue, opened the curtain and said to the driver: "Parking."

The driver stopped the car and Rong Ling held her wrist: "Where are you going?"

"When you walk around, you take him back first. If he gives him something to eat, he won't cry." She fell and she had jumped out of the car.

Rong Ling waved his hand and immediately had a dark guard hiding around him, quietly following Liu Wei.

In the carriage, seeing the mother kissed, Liu Xiaoli was a little panicked: "Uncle Rong, I am not wanting me?"

"How do you think so?" Rong Ling wiped his tears for Xiao Li and let Xiao Li sit better.

The little guy was red-eyed and pumped out: "I always said that I would not want me. I also said that I was coming back from the latrine. Did she leave me?"

"How come." Rong Fang patted Xiao Li's back and sighed for Xiao Li: "You are only doing the first time, don't teach children, her character is too free and easy, no heart, no lungs, you Be more considerate of her."

Liu Xiaoli was silent. After a while, he said, "I said that I don't like me, I lied to him. I like my family very much."

"she knows."

"If she doesn't know?" Xiaoli was in a hurry: "What if she really thought I didn't like her?"

"No." Rong Fang patted Xiaoli's head, afraid that he would think more, and shifted the topic: "Do you like you, do you like me?"

The little guy thought about it and nodded: "I like you."

In the eyes of Rong Ling, he smiled: "Do you like to stay with me?"

"Yeah." The little guy nodded again.

Rong Ling suddenly became a bit selfish and deliberately asked: "But with me, you can't be with your mother, are you willing?"

"My mother kiss?" Liu Xiaoli's eyes in the mist, blurted out: "I am who I am..."

Halfway through, Xiao Li hurried to stop and grabbed his mouth.

Rong Ling pulled down Xiao Li’s hand, fearing that he would kill himself: “You are your mother, are you?”

"No, I am a man. I am five years old. I was born in the 28th year of the Ling Ling. I am not my mother..."

Xiaoli’s mess was backed up, but the more he talked, the more chaotic he was. He could only hold his head and bury himself.

Rong Ling picked him up and looked at his eyes: "Hey, you are your mother, this is our secret, we don't tell her, don't be afraid."

Liu Xiaoli snorted, and screamed, knocking on his head, probably thinking that he was too stupid.

Rong Ling laughed.

Liu Xiaoli did not speak, and moved a little to the side.

Rong Ling said again: "In fact, you don't look like it, and I don't know how she has been dressed for so many years."

Liu Xiaoli still didn't speak, but his head was lower.

"Xiao Li, do you want to call her mother-in-law?"

Liu Xiaoli snorted and quietly looked up, but did not express his position.

"There will be opportunities in the future."

"after?"

Rong Ling’s head, Xiao Li’s head, warmly sighed: “Well, tell me now, what did you send you?”

......

Liu Wei got off the carriage, didn't go back to the Three Kings, and didn't go to the door. She strolled around the street for two laps, but felt that someone was following her. She sank and went into an alley, hiding aside.

Sure enough, the next second, a rush of footsteps followed.

Liu Wei walked out slowly, and in the alley that passed through, a small donkey with a flowered bun saw her suddenly appearing, horrified, and quickly stabilized her mind.

"Who are you?" Liu Wei slowly walked towards her.

Xiao Yan stood nervously, his expression was very stiff: "I... I am..."

"who is it?"

"I am a prostitute, I am, I am reading it..."

Look at the name of the child, some familiar.

Liu Wei recalled that this only recognized that this was the night of the disappearance of Xiangfu Liufeng, which was taken as one of the murderers and the party.

That night, the black light was on fire. She didn't see it clearly, but she remembered a fever that was called a child that night. She also gave the cockroach a retort.

Looking at this person again, the look is good, the color is also very good, the disease should be good.

"What do you follow me?"

"No, no." Reader said, "How can the slaves dare to follow the son, just... just to meet on the street, there is one thing, I want to ask the son, only then..."

"Ask me?" Liu Wei raised an eyebrow: "What do you want to ask me?"

"Yes...Yes..." Read the courage, close his eyes and blurt out: "It’s about Miss Daefu! The son, the son, you are really similar to our Missy! The slave, the slave wants to ask you, Are you a surname?"

Liu Wei heard her first half of her sentence, her face suddenly changed, but she heard the latter part of the sentence and picked it up.

"Surname?"

The head of the child was buried very low: "The son of the guilty of forgiveness, in fact, the slave was seen in the first floor half a month ago, and he saw the son. At that time, Mr. Jingjue was so similar to my family, and I had... However, it was just too shocking to be shocked. I didn’t dare to think deeply. After the slaves kept thinking about this matter, they secretly inquired about the old mother in the government. I heard that Miss Da’s mother and mother’s surname, I thought, is the son of Ji’s young master? If so, The slaves have something to say, if not, the slaves...the slaves are bothered."

Liu Wei brows gently wrinkled, she silenced, said: "If I say yes, what do you want to say to me?"