"I'll go to the toilet. You wait for Aunt Qibao here first."
"Well, do you know how to get to the toilet?"
Although Mu Xiaoqi is precocious and very smart, he can't be measured by ordinary children, but in Mu Anqi's heart, he is just a child.
Mu Xiaoqi waved her hand: "if you are such a big man, you can still lose it."
Looking at the small body moving forward, mu angqi was a little sad.
Obviously, he is just a little fart child, with short legs and short hands. He is stunned to say that he is already a big child.
Sometimes when I look at Mu Xiaoqi, I have the illusion that he is a reduced version. His eyebrows, eyes, mouth and personality are exactly the same.
Mu Xiaoqi quickly found the toilet, finished going out, and ran into a person head-on.
"Oh dear!" Because the collision was too painful, he exclaimed in surprise. He looked up discontentedly and glared at the tall man in front of him. His eyes were like machine guns shooting at him.
Leng Lingtian looks at him coldly. When he sees Mu Xiaoqi's face clearly, his eyes change slightly.
"Hello! Uncle, won't you apologize for bumping into someone? "
This little bit looks very small, but the tone is not small. The voice is so tender, but the momentum is amazing. Visually, it looks like four or five years old, but it looks like a reduced version of an adult.
One side of Deng an, heart thump for a while, Piao Leng Ling day one eye, think in mind in front of the child like him, but dare not say.
Leng Lingtian looked at him coldly for a while and opened his lips: "obviously, it was you who bumped into him. Do you want me to apologize? I'm not very old and I have a lot of thoughts. Where are your parents? "
When Leng Lingtian mentions his parents, he thinks of Li Yixuan, who works far away abroad, and his mother Mu Anqi. He is afraid that Mu Anqi will talk about him, so he just shut up.
Leng Lingtian saw that he was speechless, and he didn't plan to really care about anything with a child. He raised his legs and wanted to leave, but his trouser legs were held by a pair of small hands.
"Uncle, you are really a model of impoliteness among Chinese people. No wonder today's young people are becoming more and more impolite and have no quality."
Leng Lingtian's blood vessels on his forehead suddenly jumped twice. For the first time, he really wanted to hit someone, but he was still so good-looking and small.
Deng an pinched a cold sweat on one side, thinking about whose child this is, how so bold, even their president dares to accept. If other children were scared to find their mother when they saw Leng Lingtian, they would not be like him. They were not afraid to face him, and even pull him.
Seeing Leng Lingtian's face freezing, Deng an really wants to hold the child and leave quickly, so as to avoid Leng Lingtian's hard work.
Who knows Mu Xiaoqi and mouth poison to a: "because the beam is not right, the beam is crooked, excuse me!"
Deng an takes a breath of cold air and pays attention to Leng Lingtian all the time. He is afraid that Leng Lingtian can't help beating others. Fortunately, Mu Xiaoqi leaves after saying that, and Leng Lingtian can't help it. He is relieved.
Creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak.
Deng an carefully looked at Leng Lingtian: "President..."
I heard him squeeze out a sentence from his teeth: "this little bit really makes people's blood pressure soar..."
His words made Deng an naturally think of another person, as if there was a woman in the world who could easily affect their CEO's mood, and that person was Mu Anqi.
Mu Xiaoqi like nothing happened, back to Mu Anqi side.
"Why did you go to the bathroom so long?"
Mu Xiaoqi shrugged her shoulders: "Oh, I talked more when I met an uncle."
Mu An Qi a face doubts: "uncle?"
The sight suddenly glanced, and saw a tall familiar figure, leaving in the opposite direction. Next to the figure, there were several black bodyguards, and her heart shrank violently at this moment.
Leng Lingtian? No way. I met him on my first day back home.
She shook her head and fixed her eyes. The figure was long gone.
It's been five years. Haven't you forgotten him? So you can think of anyone as him.
There should have been other women around him for a long time. With his conditions, what kind of women do you want.
"Mommy, Mommy?"
"Ah?"
"What are you looking at? You're stunned."
Mu Xiaoqi along her line of sight to see the past, in addition to the chaotic flow of people, there is no special person ah.
"Nothing."
Mu Xiaoqi stares at her with some inquiring small eyes. It seems that she wants to see her heart through her face. Every time he looks at her with this kind of eyes, she has a feeling of no escape. That kind of feeling is just like being stared at by Leng Lingtian.
This is why for so long, she is still so impressed with Leng Lingtian, who is facing a reduced version of Leng Lingtian every day, no one will forget him.
Then, Mu Xiaoqi said a word, let her vomit blood words out.
"You said that your old lady is not young, how can she always be silly like a little girl? Oh, my poor father..."
Mu Xiaoqi shook her head for a while. She was so angry that Mu Anqi smiled and hit him gently on the melon seeds in his cerebellum.
"You little boy, why do I want to beat you every time I look at you?"
"Beat it, my own."
Mu angqi only felt a row of crows flying by, quacking.
"Hello! Angie, I'm coming. "
Qibao yelled and ran towards them. As soon as he came, he gave her a big hug.
"I miss you so much. Hello, my good sister! Welcome home! "
Qibao lost some weight and seemed to grow taller. Unexpectedly, she could grow taller after she was 18.
It's not like five years ago when she was wearing sharp heavy make-up, and she didn't wear fancy clothes. Now Qibao looks normal, beautiful and dignified. Of course, the premise is when she is quiet.
Today, she was wearing a white Gucci printed T-shirt, a pair of light blue jeans and a pair of small white shoes. She was young, beautiful and pretty.
Mu angqi swept her up and down a circle: "not bad, Qibao. I haven't seen you for several years. You are more and more beautiful."
Qibao is not modest. He laughs: "it's normal for a girl to be eighteen years old. The more she changes, the more beautiful she becomes! Why? Is that my cute, smart little nephew, little Kiki? "
After listening to Qibao's prefix, Mu Xiaoqi's pretty face is as cold as a piece of ice, and her eyes are like ice blades. It's a pity that Qibao doesn't notice anything wrong. He just says that it's not enough. He bends down and holds him up from the ground. Facing his cold face, Mu Xiaoqi directly kills her. Mu Xiaoqi's face is wrinkled, With a disdainful face, he pushed away the mouth of Qibao.
"Auntie, would you please respect yourself?"
Mu Xiaoqi cold line of sight swept to seven treasure, expression is also cold, seven treasure Leng for a while.
"Sister, didn't you say that we Xiaoqi were only four years old?"
Mu Anqi helps the forehead: "yes!"
"Then how do I feel that he looks like a big man who is already 24 years old?"
"Aunt, you hold me too tight. Please put me down, OK?"