"Only this one is possible."

"If so, we will be blind."

Night Emperor's face is a bit black: "I told you that this is to ask you to ask, he only tells you from you from a small."

The burning shakes shakes his head: "Seni is big, there is his own idea, if he is really a bitter, why should we still go to him."

The son of his own, the creatures of the incense, if he is not willing to say, and if you ask the estimate, you can't ask.

If it is difficult to encounter can't handle, Send will will take the initiative to tell her.

He doesn't say that it doesn't let her know this.

For the son, incinement has always given the freedom of rights, and he must have its own autonomy. After all, such a big organization will have him to take care.

Night emperor still wants to say, at this time, he pressed the answer button on the table. There was a Sundi's figure in the picture on the wall.

Sendy wore silky robe pajamas, standing in the shadow of the balcony, if there is a red star point in his hand.

"Father, mother."

Burning incense frown: "Sendi, are you smoking?"

Sendi has always made homemade, he does not often smoke, and a finger head that is smoked from a small to the big smoke.

Sendi took the smoke to the balcony, and it was extinguished.

"Ok."

"Is there any trouble?" Incineed worriedly asked.

Sundi looked at the night emperor: "Father ... can you ... don't ... give you the donkey ... task."

The night emperor asked seriously: "Why, is also organized, she has not had a task so much, and she will be abolished."

"I ... replace her."

Night emperor looked into the incense.

Burning incense face is also a bit bad, distressed my son.

Because there is a slight bistere, Sendi has not said that many years have been said, and the two or three words can solve things. He never said a word to expose your shortcomings.

It can be called today, but it is for the task.

Burning incense is distressed: "Children, you can't help her for a lifetime, you can't help her for a lifetime, and since you don't like her, you don't give her hope, more love is more wounder, son. "

Seni voice is flat: "It's me ... Sorry ... she ... I can only ... this ... atonement."

Night emperor cold channel: "What is sorry, you don't have a marriage, and there is no official saying to be married, you don't even have a psychological burden, you will go with him. Say it. "

Sendi is secluded: "Father is me ... wrong."

Night emperor said: "You have never been a person who is not a person who is not guilty, you tell us what is going on, what is going on, is there anything I want to hit me?"

Seni tall figure is in the shadow, behind the rose garden, a street lamp, retro street lamp exudes orange light.

The garden came to the powder, and there is a laughter of.

How good, at least now, she has a smile.

Sendi sorry: "Father, mother ... I am ... I don't help it."

The night emperor and the incense have been silent.

Feelings are really hard to say, Sendi is good, good quality, and can't control yourself in love with someone.

The two people are thinking, their son is really a heart?