This scene, let originally intended to rush back to Qiao mu, can't go on.

He strides forward directly, pulls Ling Zihuan to his body, turns his eyes and looks at Ling Wanxing. His nose is not his nose, but his eyes are not his eyes. "Big brother, she just came back, can't you have a better attitude?"

"Yes, big brother. Huanhuan is so sensible that she brings a gift to little mubao. You are too strict. "

Mo Liangyu's voice made Ling Wanxing sigh and touch his forehead, "OK, OK, I won't say any more.

Do what you like, but you'll be home on time before eight o'clock in the evening! "

In the Ling family, if Ling Wanxing plays the image of strict father, then Su Wantong is a qualified loving mother.

She went forward with a smile and pushed Ling Zihuan, "Huanhuan, if you want to go, you can go. There's mommy at home. Your daddy is really angry recently. Ignore him."

"Thank you, Mommy!"

Ling Zihuan instantly smiles, hugs Su Wantong's neck and kisses her face.

Before Yan Shiqi left, he promised Ling Wanxing that he would send her back safely before 8 pm.

On the way to Qin's old house, Ling Zihuan wanted to take the same car with Yan Shiqi, but because the fourth uncle's Buddha was also in the car, she gave up the idea.

At this time, Ling Zihuan still got on Qiao Mu's car, eyebrows and eyes are full of excitement.

Qiao Mu while playing the steering wheel, while sweeping her a look, "just returned home, not jet lag?"

"No, no! I'm not sleepy at all

Qiao Mu pulled the corners of his mouth, and then focused on driving.

only.

For the sake of the little girl, let the family wait!

……

Qin's old house.

Now mubao is almost two years old, most of the time in the old house by the elder brother and sister-in-law to take care of.

Yan Shiqi and fourth brother Qin have been living in the old house. Even if they come back to Linhu Bay occasionally, they won't be separated from mubao for long.

When Ling Zihuan got out of the car, she followed Qiao mu with her suitcase.

She walked two steps, big eyes dribbled around, one hand covered the corner of her mouth, and asked suspiciously, "second uncle, do you have something on your mind?"

I don't know if it's her illusion.

From today's lunch, she felt that her second uncle seemed to be preoccupied.

Qiao Mu steps a meal, sideways looking at her cautious small facial expression, hook lip to smile to smile, "have no."

"Oh..."

Ling Zi happily looked at him, and finally sipped his little mouth into the old house.

Second uncle didn't want to talk to her. She felt it!

At this time, at two o'clock in the afternoon, the elder brother Qin Baiyan was sitting in the living room, holding mubao in one hand and writing brush in the other.

Yan Shiqi and the fourth brother of Qin lead to go in first, while Ling Zihuan pokes his head behind them.

Hearing the sound, Qin Baiyan raised his head. Before he spoke, he saw Ling Zihuan looking around the living room.

"Is Huanhuan back?"

Ling Zihuan stands at attention and grins, "Hello uncle, I just came back today."

"Come in and sit down." Qin Baiyan stood up with mubao in his arms while greeting him.

When mubao in his arms saw the inkstone, he stretched out his short, fat hand and called out in a soft voice: "Ma Ma, hold..."

Hearing this, Ling Zihuan immediately held her cheek in both hands and looked at mubao's beautiful face, exaggerating with emotion, "my mother, how lovely!"

Then she quickly stepped forward, ran to Yan Shiqi's side, bent over to mubao, "mubao, mubao, call sister!"

Qiao mu, the godfather of mubao

Yan Shiqi holds mubao in his arms and kisses him on his soft face. "Mubao, she's Huanhuan's sister!"