Xiao qing’s atlas face also showed a dreamy smile. His voice has been completely lost. He can’t speak a word or pronounce a word.
But his lips are still slightly open and closed as if to say something.
If people carefully read lips, they will find that they are talking about their father Huan Er who misses you so much.
Tourmaline’s line of sight finally shows the lux color for the first time.
That little purple light and shadow was trapped in the center as red as fire.
He knew that it was his son in that purple light, his baby, and his lightness.
Light atlas
Tourmaline was so excited that his limbs trembled and he couldn’t keep his balance. He did his best and finally struggled to squeeze a line and move to the front of the light atlas.
Stretched out his hand and put it into his arms, curled up with a faint breath.
Light atlas wrapped around belongs to the star Yao power for tourmaline rashly stretched out his hand and hugged, and there was no resistance and rebound.
It is easy to accept the tourmaline body breath, and his body is wrapped with different attributes of energy.
It seems that Xingyao knows how to distinguish tourmaline from its owner’s father.
Huaner baby, wake up, wake up, open your eyes and see who’s here.
Tourmaline almost couldn’t say anything when she saw the light atlas in her arms.
To be more energetic, a baby has become like this. If my sister and the rest of them see it, I don’t know how to hurt it.
Atlas, atlas, wake up. You can’t sleep here. Atlas’s mother, brothers and younger brothers are still at home waiting for our little atlas to go back. Atlas, do you hear me?
He dare not touch his baby a little harder, for fear that a little more shaking would make his body fall apart and disappear into dust.
So I can call it over and over again
Mom, brothers and younger brothers.
These words seem to stimulate some light atlas into chaos and semi-coma, which makes him struggle to get closer to conscious consciousness again.
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Seeing his subtle movements, tourmaline is big in my heart, but I even put a soft voice and shouted, Atlas, Atlas, open your eyes, it’s dad. Look at dad, okay?
dad
That’s a daddy sound.
I don’t think I’m hearing voices, because dad’s voice is so clear and audible as if it were whispering in his ear.
Whether it’s an illusion or a dream, even if I can look at my father again, I think he can feel at ease.
Not more struggling to open your eyes.
The eyes are still harsh and red, but they are also green and crystal clear, with black hair in their eyes.
That belongs to dad. Light Huan knows.
There is no one in this world whose eyes are so beautiful as Dad’s.
dad
Light atlas opened his mouth to shout, but because of disability, the mouth of the disciple failed to send any sound after all.
Beautiful but weak, eyes full of excitement, unbelievable.
Tears instantly spread to set off his gaunt and emaciated little figure, which made people feel more pity.
Tourmaline bowed her head carefully and kissed his little face. Good baby didn’t cry. Dad came. Dad came to take me home.
Dad, dad.
Don’t cry and don’t talk in a hurry. Dad knows that I have suffered in this hellhole. We’re leaving now. We’re going back. We’re still waiting for us in the periphery. We’re waiting to take us home. Atlas must be strong, okay?
Blink your eyes to let dad know when you hear what dad says.
As soon as tourmaline’s words were finished, he couldn’t wait to blink his eyes, so tourmaline couldn’t help but show a gratified smile slightly.
Good baby, good job. Let’s go.
As he spoke, tourmaline was running out of mana and wrapped up in layers, fearing that it was weak enough and he would be even weaker.
Then he took the light atlas and tried to move in the peripheral direction bit by bit.