Chapter 321

Soon, Mu Qingqing carefully fed the dog's milk powder with a bottle. During the whole process, Mu Qingqing knelt on the ground and watched the dog greedily drinking milk with a sweet smile.

Mo Liancheng also ignored the image of sitting on the side of the floor, quietly looking at the scene in front of him, but unconsciously appeared in the face of endless happiness. Butler Tang left the living room quietly with hot water, and told the servants not to disturb master Mo and miss mu.

Speaking of this, steward Tang is still very aware of the current affairs and has a good eye for what to do and what to say. He always takes the matter of propriety into account. Maybe that's why he was able to stay in Molian for so long.

The whole Donglin villa was very quiet. After drinking milk, the dog fell asleep in Mu Qingqing's arms and snored. It was very cute.

Mu Qingqing looked at the little milk dog in her arms. Looking at her sleeping appearance, she felt as if her heart would be melted. The negative energy seemed to be far away from her.

"Do you like it?" Mo Liancheng asked in a very low voice.

Mu Qingqing nodded, but her eyes still stayed on the dog's body, one hand gently stroked its small head, and the action was careful, "of course I like it. You can see how cute it is, and its nose is still bubbling..."

What a little slug Mu Qingqing smiles, and her voice becomes soft.

Mo Liancheng looks at Mu Qingqing and is distracted. How long has he not seen such a gentle and peaceful Mu Qingqing? Since the four-year prison disaster, even though Mu Qingqing looks ok, Mo Liancheng always feels that she has a thick guard on her body, and has never really opened her heart and lowered her past.

But at this moment, in the face of a fragile little life, Mu Qingqing's cold heart is almost melted. At least for this moment, what moliancheng sees is her kindness and her true feelings, rather than those obnoxious disguises and obstinacy.

Unconsciously, moliancheng even thought that if the accident four years ago did not happen, then now their children will call their parents, will run around and make trouble. Will Mu Qingqing take care of the baby like she is now, like a wife, like a mother

"Look at it, how lovely it is!" Mu Qingqing didn't look up. With one hand, Qingqing pushed Mo Liancheng to show him.

Mo Liancheng recovered from his confused thoughts and turned his eyes to the little dog in Mu Qingqing's arms. He saw that he was completely asleep. The dog even spat out his tongue, sucking like a dream.

"This greedy cat is still drinking milk in his dream..." Mu Qingqing smiles with love on her face, but her eyes never leave the dog in her arms for a moment.

Seeing this, Mo Liancheng gently said, "let's raise it together..."

This time, Mu Qingqing, who had taken off his guard, nodded desperately and agreed, "well, OK, but I have to film a lot, I'm afraid I don't have time to take care of it..."

Mo Liancheng's heart is happy, he is waiting for mu Qingqing's words, so he immediately said, "let it live here, and I will ask someone to take care of it. Will you come to see it as soon as you have time?"

"Well!" Mu Qingqing did not hesitate to smile, nodded to agree, and then bent down and spoiled the dog's forehead with his cheek, like it very much.

"You see how much it likes you. You should come to see it often in the future, otherwise it will be very sad." Mo Liancheng tentatively said, a hand gently stroked the dog, but the eyes secretly aimed at Mu Qingqing.

"Of course Mu Qingqing first responded, then lowered her head and gently said in the dog's ear, "in the future, my mother will come to see you often. You should be obedient when you live here. You should learn to be smart and please this uncle. He is very rich and will buy you a lot of good dog food and toys..."

Mo Liancheng's gentle eyes suddenly became cold and fierce. Touching the dog stopped instantly, raised his voice like questioning and said, "Why are you his mother, but I'm uncle? Besides, which eye of you sees me like Uncle!"

"Shh!" Mu Qingqing covers Mo Liancheng's mouth with her hand. She just makes a joke on the spur of the moment. Unexpectedly, Mo Liancheng gets excited instantly.

"Will you keep your voice down, it will frighten him!" Mu Qingqing warns Mo Liancheng with a low voice. His eyes are fierce. It seems that as long as Mo Liancheng dares to bully the dog, he will fight against him.

The familiar body fragrance came to his face and hit the tip of moliancheng's nose. He shook his mind and calmed down. Then, some rude said, "no matter, I want to be his father!"

Mu Qingqing was stunned. Then she burst out laughing and deliberately lowered her voice, so she blushed. In front of him, the man who is seriously arguing to be the father of a dog is really the leader of the consortium standing on the top of the pyramid of the financial storm in Jiangcheng and turning his hands for the cloud and the rain.

Mu Qing's whole body was shaking with a smile."What are you laughing at! I warn you, its father can only be me, whether you agree or not, do not accept refutation Mo Liancheng said solemnly, maybe even he didn't react. What he said sounded strange and funny.

"Good, good, I don't argue with you, you can do it if you like!" Mu Qingqing's voice trembled a little, most of which was mixed with a strong but unable to suppress the smile, a pair of apricot like eyes with obvious smile.

Mo Liancheng satisfaction gently hook the hook lip angle, this just continues to gently stroke the dog's body.

Mu Qingqing took a look at Mo Liancheng without trace. He felt a long lost feeling in his heart. It was like a moment of palpitation. However, the feeling disappeared quickly. In an instant, it flashed by.

"Since we have decided to take care of it, we might as well give it a name..." Mu Qingqing said faintly. As soon as his voice fell, he suddenly got up to amuse Mo Liancheng's interest and continued to say.

"Why not call it ink and ink?" Mu Qingqing smiles and looks at Mo Liancheng.

Mo Lian Cheng did not notice Mu Qingqing's bad face. He stroked the Sleeping Puppy and said, "yes, it's just froth, or is it silent?"

Mu Qingqing pursed her lips and coughed softly, "of course The ink of the city of Molian