Once again, when it comes to this problem, Ru Xiaonan has shrunk her neck with a guilty conscience.

She doesn’t want to be regarded as a monster.
However, staring at Qingmo Yan made her feel a sense of hiding. She had to bite the bullet and "grandpa taught her."
Qing Moyan was surprised. "Your grandfather has been practicing for hundreds of years?"
RuXiaoNan put his hand over his face and knew that saying this would make people misunderstand.
"My grandfather is not a monster!"
"Then how can he do magic?"
"He also learned to …"
"Who did he learn from?"
"… I don’t know" RuXiaoNan strength this is a problem that can never be explained clearly.
How can she tell him that she is from another world and has never been an animal, and her grandfather is not an old white-haired monster?
God, I’m so confused and tired
Green ink Yan didn’t pester RuXiaoNan for too long on this issue. After he got dressed, he changed his official position and took her to the Zhengqing office of Dali Temple.
Many people cast strange eyes at RuXiaoNan all the way.
Because of her green eyes.
RuXiaoNan followed a few steps and grasped the blue ink Yan skirts.
Feel the little people around you uneasy. Blue ink Yan turned away just to see the handyman pointing here in the distance.
RuXiaoNan grabbed his officer because he was too hard, and he felt that his pants were trying to get out of the safe zone …
"I’d better go home" Ruxiaonan Trail
There are few outsiders entering the office of Qingmo Yan without authorization, where she can be scrupulous, but not outside.
She knew that her eyes would be the focus of attention.
"Go back and do what?" Blue ink Yan cold eyes with pressure those handymen have bowed their heads and never dare to take a look here.
"My eyes …" RuXiaoNan prevaricated.
"What’s wrong with the eyes?" Blue ink Yan pulled up her and looked at it.
Emerald eyes with attractive brilliance
"Don’t you feel strange?" RuXiaoNan urgent way
Green ink Yan low smile when it comes to strange, but he recently fell into the whirlpool of strange events.
So he has become numb.
"You are my pet, who dares to say that you are strange?" Qing Mo Yan disdained, "I raised you, not them." She leaned over and picked her up, and Qing Mo Yan moved on.
"But … but …" Always feel that something is wrong.
He raised her. Why does that sound so strange?
Dali Temple Zhengqing is busy dealing with the puppet shop case. Mr. Bo Tang, the master, and Mr. Gu, the clerk, are both busy.
"Shuntianfu lost a lot of people there, and so on. I want to enter the palace." Zhengqing Dao looked up and saw the blue ink Yan holding Ru Xiaonan in her arms and slightly stunned.
"This child is …"
Blue ink yan will RuXiaoNan "saved from the puppet shop, there are no relatives around her, so I will leave her with me."
The room was silent.
Both Mr. Tang and Mr. Gu look over here.
Ru Xiaonan pulled the corner of the green ink Yan Guan and covered her face. She was shy and timid, which made people feel that their hearts were melting.
Zhengqing frowned slightly. "What’s wrong with her eyes?"
Green ink yan consumedly square square sat holding RuXiaoNan to his leg conveniently over her long hair "maybe what she experienced in the puppet shop, she has no memory of the past."
Ru Xiaonan’s eyes are shining, and she secretly wears a green ink. It’s really worthwhile to live in Dali Temple at a young age and tell lies without blinking.
Children involved in such cases are usually sent back to their parents, but in many cases, they will be abandoned instead of returning home, especially the good-looking children will be stranded in the fireworks field in the red chamber of the painting workshop
Otherwise, you can starve to death in the streets or fall into beggars.
"Shao Qing wants to adopt this child?" Mr. Gu asked
Qing Mo’s facial expression "adoption is nothing but seeing her pity and giving her a mouth to eat"
Ru Xiaonan fought back her heart and growled! Lord shaoqing, where’s your face?