He didn't have any special and direct feelings when the two of them were together all the time, but looking back today, I really found that she had changed a lot, especially when he woke up after he had been asleep for so long, Wen Renya's entire aura softened a lot.

"Nighthawk is a good name, but I still like to call you Ya'er." Shen Xiao said with a smile, with a cute smile on his chubby little face, which made Wen Renya have no resistance.

"You can call it whatever you like, Nighthawk is just a matter of the previous life, and it doesn't matter anymore."

"Well, that's called Ya'er." Shen Xiao nodded, he didn't like Wen Renya to change back to such a ruthless appearance, he liked the way she looked now, she would say and laugh with her own emotions, not like a wooden person, indifferently not accepting or rejecting all feelings, she was really uncomfortable.

"Okay, cutie." Wen Renya smiled and pinched Shen Xiao's face with her oily hand, and ate the baby's tender tofu.

I don't know how long he will last like this, maybe one day he will suddenly come back, so if you eat tofu once less, you must seize the opportunity.

And Shen Xiao was so shocked by her cuteness that she was directly petrified!

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He's been molested!

He felt that he needed to talk to his daughter-in-law again, where did anyone call him so father-in-law!

It's a shame!

Snow-capped, as far as the eye can see.

The sound of the collision of weapons echoed vividly on the empty ice field, and the bright red blood stained the snow-white glacier, and one after another people fell to the ground, and the blood flowed slowly on the glacier, quickly solidifying.

The cold wind blew and left corpses on the ground.

Some of them were seriously injured and fell to the ground without dying, and in the end they never opened their eyes again in such a harsh cold.

Go to the edge of the post station in Jingdu, a small stall selling tea, and a simple tea shed in the wind, which is extremely shabby.

Even so, there are not a few guests in the tea stall, and the little second brother who is dressed in thick clothes has a hearty smile on his face, ushering in a happy send-off.

There are many people who go to Jingdu, but not many can live in the post station, so many people take a break at the tea stall and then continue to hurry.

This post is still at a junction, and there is a normal day and night on this side of the junction, but after this junction, it becomes the same.

On the other side of the line, there is a limit of three months, three months of day, three months of day and night, and so on year after year.

In the tea shed, in the corner, a young woman, with a little boy about three or four years old, was drinking tea slowly, eating some dry food by the way.

This big and small are all very good-looking, and they are all extravagant, which makes people feel that they should be born rich and noble, but such a person actually does not go to the post station, but is in such a small tea stall, which is enough for people to pay attention to.

Because in this tea stall, most of them are mercenaries and lone rangers with bounties, and many of them have no money to enter, otherwise anyone who wants to rest will have to blow a cold wind on this small tea stall that leaks everywhere. The masters are all warm in the post station.

Especially, she is still a beautiful woman.

In this place where all men are seen in the past, even if a woman appears, it is usually the concubine of another strong or nobleman, and such a lone woman has to be said to be enough to make people look sideways.