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　　Chapter 455: Heart of Grat.i.tude!

　　It was only then that Xueluo realized the truth: Hetun did not have the kind heart to return her true freedom!

　　Instead, he used an even bigger cage and shackles to bind them!

　　Hetun was certain that Lin Xueluo would obediently return to Shallow Water Bay. Because her son Linnuo was still in the hands of his Hetun.

　　Thus, although on the surface, the Hetun gave Lin Xueluo his freedom, he knew that she would definitely return to the Shallow Water Bay!

　　The Hetun was fearless!

　　The moment he heard foster father Hetun say that he wanted to seal Mommy's confinement, the little guy immediately changed into a different expression. It became cute and sweet.

　　In the little guy's words, a wise man does not fight when the odds are against him!

　　Moreover, it was related to mother, Lin Xueluo.

　　"Foster father, Fifteen knows his wrongs! You, an old man, don't think too highly of me, don't close my mommy, okay? "

　　"..."

　　Hetun was startled, he did not expect that the little thing who was so stubborn that it wanted to fight him for life turned hostile faster than flipping a book. It was still red and swollen, but it suddenly changed its words and became obedient.

　　"Heh, wasn't it rather unreasonable just now?" Hetun sarcastically said.

　　It was as if fighting with this little fellow was extremely pleasurable.

　　"Foster father, I know I was wrong, and I apologize to you. Please don't close my mommy, she's just a little girl."

　　"That won't do! If it's not related to your mother, then you won't have a good memory! "

　　"Foster father, I have a long memory of 15! "Please close my mom. If you want, then shut me up."

　　Hearing his son Linnuo's sensible words, Xueluo's tears fell.

　　If her son was like this, what did she, Lin Xueluo, want in this life?

　　"Old Four, what are you standing there for? Hurry and lock Lin Xueluo up in the bas.e.m.e.nt! " Hetun roared.

　　Xueluo did not make it difficult for Xing Si, nor did he want to hear his son's imploring towards the Hetun. She only wanted the Hetun to end the torture on them as soon as possible.

　　Therefore, Xueluo was very cooperative as he walked in front of Xing Si.

　　"No!" Don't close my mommy! "

　　The little guy wriggled down from Hetun's body, rushed forward and hugged Lin Xueluo's waist tightly.

　　"Foster father, Fifteen knows his wrongs! You should punish fifteen, not fifteen, Mommy! "