Ling Zihuan carefully peeks at Qiao Mu's expression, and suddenly a burst of complexity emerges in her heart.

She didn't want to make the second uncle angry. She bit the corner of her mouth and stretched out her hand to pull his sleeve. She cleverly changed the topic: "second uncle, does your heart still hurt?"

Although it's been a long time, the little girl can't forget the scene when she saw him lying on the hospital bed.

Qiao Mu drooped his head and saw that she was looking at herself with big eyes and sighed, "it doesn't hurt anymore."

In the heart has the spirit, also loathes to say the heavy words to her.

Qiao Mu felt that he had been completely ruined in his life!

"Are you here to see me?" Ling Zihuan hopped two times in the same place, leaning her head to Qiao mu, with a look of hope.

This time, will the second uncle accompany her for the Spring Festival?!

Qiao Mu looked at her and rubbed his hand over her head. "What do you think?"

Ling Zihuan's smile gradually widened, and with a shout, she ran into his arms, "second uncle, you are the best!"

See small wench active excited appearance, Qiao Mu also know a smile.

He reached for her slender waist and let her roll in her arms.

After a while, the bodyguard standing near them was stunned.

What is this called?

Is Mr. Qiao doting on miss too much?

The more you look at it, the more wrong it is!

One of the bodyguards bumped into his companion, "Hey, is this... Normal?"

His companion glanced at him without expression. "I said normal, do you believe it?"

"Do you want to report it to the owner?"

Words fall, two people are silent.

It's incredible to say that.

Trade rashly report to the owner, will cause unnecessary trouble?!

The two bodyguards looked at each other face to face and finally planned to observe again.

……

On this day, Qiao Mu and Ling Zihuan ate haisai on the streets of La.

The little girl was so happy that she didn't come back to the apartment with big and small bags until three o'clock in the afternoon.

The car stops steadily, Qiao Mu is upset!

Fuck!

Patronize with little girl, forget old four and sister-in-law are waiting for them.

"Second uncle?" Ling Zihuan, carrying two brand bags, stands outside the car and looks at him in the cab.

What's the matter?

The second uncle's expression seems to have a guilty heart!

Qiao Mu took a look at her and didn't say a word. After he got out of the car, he picked up the heavy things in the little girl's hand and left her a snack bag, so he went upstairs.

In the elevator, he sent a message to his sister-in-law.

Did not dare to old four hair, after confirming that they are in the room, took the little girl to their floor.

Ling Zihuan hummed heartlessly all the way. When she followed Qiao Mu to stand in front of the apartment door, she looked at the house number. She was flustered and quickly pulled his sleeve. "Second uncle, I'm going to the wrong door. It's not my home!"

She looked around blankly. The decoration style of the corridor was almost the same. Unexpectedly, she went wrong.

Qiao Mu pulled her to his side by force, "it's not wrong, you knock on the door to have a look!"

Ling Zihuan doesn't understand. Who's home? And make her knock on the door?!

With such a suspicious mood, Ling Zihuan quickly reached out and knocked, then immediately stepped back, and put his little hand behind him.

Qiao Mu looked at her actions and faintly laughed. When the door was opened with a click, accompanied by the afternoon sun, a thin and elegant figure appeared at the door.

Ling Zihuan's eyes narrowed by the light from inside. She raised her hand to block it and leaned forward to see