In the continental car, Ling Zihuan nests on Qiao Mu's shoulder. Her eyes are red, and she is still holding the bag of tissue that Lao Duan gave her. From time to time, Qiao Mu takes out one to wipe her face.

Ling Zihuan half droops her eyelids, feeling the meticulous care of the second uncle.

And the more she did, the more she wanted to cry.

The little girl raised her eyes and looked at Qiao Mu's well-defined side face. The corners of her mouth shriveled, and there was a tendency of tears collapsing.

Qiao Mu holds her shoulder with one hand, and Yu Guang catches her dense eyes again. At that time, her thick eyebrows tighten, "don't cry!"

Hearing this, Ling Zi kept her breath and didn't say a word.

Seeing this, Qiao Mu sighed heavily, hugged the little girl and stroked her back, "it won't happen again, eh? Tell the second uncle first, how did they bully you? "

Under the warm yellow light, Qiao Mu's eyes were gentle and focused.

I have known Ling Zihuan for so long. He has never seen her cry so sad.

Accustomed to her playfulness, this face is more suitable for a bright smile.

At this time, Ling Zihuan sucked his nose, glanced at Qiao mu in a hurry, then quickly closed his eyes, shook his head and said in a loud voice: "Qiao er's grandfather didn't bully me..."

Grandfather Joe?!

The name made Qiao Mu's facial muscles twitch twice.

The issue of seniority is really a big one!

Qiao Mu pressed down the melancholy in his heart, holding Ling Zihuan's cheek in one hand, forcing her to look at herself, "if they didn't bully you, why do you cry?"

Ling Zihuan bit the corner of his mouth, eyes flashing for a long time, choked out a sentence, "I just see Joe two grandfather is too poor, so I cry!"

Qiao Mu

Is this explanation reasonable?!

He doesn't want to be investigated!

Qiao Mu some helplessly looked at Ling Zihuan obviously guilty appearance, raised her hand to talk about her forehead, "don't pity him, he is not as miserable as you think."

"Oh..." Ling Zi happily accosted, then lowered her head and began to fiddle with the tissue bag in her arms.

Second uncle is so handsome!

Especially in this atmosphere and light, the lines of Jun's face are very clear, like a layer of golden light, and the bridge of his nose is very good.

She remembers that Huo Yun said that men with straight noses have strong abilities.

Just thought of here, Ling Zihuan raised her hand and slapped her forehead.

What's on her mind!!!

At this time, Qiao Mu was about to let her go, but he was surprised by her action.

He looked at Ling Zihuan strangely, covered her forehead with a generous palm and rubbed, "what do you want to do with yourself?"

Ling Zihuan blushed and muttered, "there are mosquitoes... Second uncle, I want to go home."

"Well, come to the front and I'll take you back."

Qiao mu Jianshuo's arm around Ling Zihuan put her on the seat. When she opened the door, the little girl sat on the back seat and shook her head. "Second uncle, can I sit in the back? I want to lie down for a while

She doesn't want to have close contact with the second uncle for the time being, otherwise she is afraid that she can't control her mind.

After that, the little girl shrank to the door.

At this time, Qiao mula's action of opening the door stops and squints at Ling Zihuan's deliberate performance, with a trace of danger across his eyes.

Boy, something's wrong!

But, because she just cried, Qiao Mu didn't refuse, micro nodded to allow the little girl's request.

On the way back, Ling Zihuan has been sitting by the door, with clear black and white eyes staring at the street view without focus, full of confusion and loss.