Chapter 2182： Zi Yi Qingqing Extra Story 3

Chapter 2182 Zi Yi Qingqing Extra Chapter Three

"Brother Zi Yi."

Mo Ziyi let go of her hand, and Qingqing's small face immediately changed.

There was a bit of grievance and sadness in those clear eyes. Without even thinking about it, he immediately reached out and grabbed Mo Ziyi's hand, still holding it tightly, for fear of being thrown away by him.

'S voice was even more aggrieved, and her little face had a pitiful look.

Every time she showed this expression and Chu Chu looked at Mo Ziyi pitifully, no matter how much anger was in Zi Yi's heart, it disappeared in smoke.

This time is no exception. Mo Ziyi finally surrendered to Qingqing’s pitiful appearance, held her hand with her backhand, and said earnestly, “I’m not forbidden to eat candy or chocolate, but your toothache. It will be uncomfortable at times, so eat as few sweets as possible."

"Brother Zi Yi, I know, I will listen to you from now on."

Qingqing often makes mistakes, but the speed and attitude of admitting mistakes is definitely good.

Usually, Zi Yi said anything, she would obediently agree. After that, she continued to make mistakes, but Zi Yi had nothing to do with her.

"Really?"

"Really, I promise, I don't believe me and Brother Ziyi pull the hook." Qingqing said, stretching out another white tender hand.

Zi Yi looked at her serious appearance, his heart softened, lips unconsciously smiled, and his eyes softened, "Okay, I will pull the hook with you, but I can't regret it when I pull the hook. I want to eat candy in the future. Tell me time."

"I know, I know that Qingqing's brother Zi Yi said that Qingqing can eat sugar three times a month." A bright smile bloomed on Qingqing's small face, and the eyes lit by the smile were even more brilliant.

The two stood on the side of the road and pulled the hook, and the soft moonlight hit them, as if enveloped in a thin layer of gauze. At this moment, the two little widows were like a beautiful picture scroll.

"Okay, now go home to do homework."

After pulling the hook, Zi Yi wants to touch Qing's head lovingly. Qing Qing is obediently like a pet, letting Zi Yi rub her hair.

**

Wen's house

Wen Jin coaxed her daughter to sleep and went to Zhang Minghui’s room and saw Zhang Minghui leaning on the bedside to read a book.

He walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, looked at Zhang Minghui, and said casually, "I heard your aunt say you are in a bad mood?"

Zhang Minghui closed the book in his hand, looked up at Wen Jin, showing a reluctant smile, "Uncle, I'm fine."

Wen Jin smiled gently, "Isn’t it a conflict with Zi Yi?"

"There was no conflict, just scolded by Zi Yi." The smile on Zhang Minghui's face disappeared, and his voice was a little muffled.

Wen Jinjun raised his eyebrows and raised his voice slightly, "Oh, because of what?"

Zhang Minghui hesitated for two seconds before answering his words, "The chocolate my aunt gave me last night. I thought Sister Qingqing liked to eat it, so I gave it to her today."

"That's it."

Wen Jin suddenly, he is Mo Ziyi's second uncle, and he naturally understands his nephew.

"It is a bit harsh for Zi Yi not to allow Qingqing to eat sweets, but it is also for Qingqing's good. When Qingqing has a toothache, no one can coax her. Zi Yi must coax her, so he is more strict with her."

"I am also to blame for this. I know that Zi Yi will not allow Qingqing's sister to eat sweets, and will secretly give her to eat."

"Then you don't give her candy next time. When it comes to dealing with Qingqing, don't sing against Zi Yi. He regards Qingqing as a treasure."

At this point, Zi Yi and Mo Xiuchen are quite similar.

Zhang Minghui lowered his eyes, "It won't be anymore, I don't want to be misunderstood by Zi Yi."

"Then don't be gloomy anymore. You and Zi Yi have known each other for so many years, and you should know his temperament." Wen Jin patted his shoulder comfortingly.

stood up and said, "Go to bed earlyDon't watch it too late."

**

The next day, when Zi Yi sent Qingqing to the classroom, he ran into the little boy who gave Qingqing chocolate yesterday at the door of the classroom.

Because Zi Yi was here, the boy saw Qingqing, but he just smiled at her and didn't dare to say hello.

Qingqing also smiled at him friendly, but Zi Yi's handsome face was constricted, and he stopped the little boy, "My child, wait a minute."

"Did you call me?"

The little boy was taken aback and looked at Mo Ziyi blankly.

Mo Ziyi nodded, took Qingqing's hand and let go, gave her the schoolbag, and said softly, "Qingqing, you go to the classroom."

"Oh."

Qingqing smiled slightly, borrowed her schoolbag, waved goodbye to Zi Yi, and ran into the classroom.

"You gave Qingqing chocolate yesterday?"

As soon as Qingqing entered the classroom, Mo Ziyi transitioned from a warm spring to a cold early winter. Although his voice was calm and his tone was unpleasant, it was obvious.

The little boy's eyes flashed, "Qingqing helped me last time, and I gave her chocolate to thank her."

"What helped you?"

"This is the secret between Qingqing and me, I can't tell you."

Zi Yi's face became even more ugly when he heard the words, and a sneer was drawn at the corner of his mouth, "I don't want to know yet."

The little boy didn’t breathe a sigh of relief, and heard him say, “However, you are not allowed to give Qingqing any more gifts in the future. She eats, wears, and plays, all of them are the best and the best. The things you give may not be dry. Impure, made her sick."

"What I gave is not unclean."

Although the little boy was afraid of Zi Yi, he obviously felt insulted and blushed and retorted loudly.

A classmate next to    looked back at them, Mo Ziyi was calm and unconcerned.

The little boy furiously took out yesterday’s chocolate from his schoolbag and raised his hand to show Mo Ziyi, “This is what I gave to Qingqing yesterday.”

"This kind of chocolate?"

Zi Yi looked at the chocolate in the little boy's hand and raised a handsome eyebrow.

"My mother brought this to me on a special trip from abroad." The little boy flattened his mouth aggrievedly, and his eyes were slightly red.

Mo Ziyi rolled his eyes and said lazily, "Well, for you, this may be a very precious thing, but for Qingqing, it is not only a little bit different from the chocolate she ate. Therefore, what you think is precious is not suitable for her."

"……"

The little boy pursed his lips, but stopped talking even though he was wronged.

"I didn't mean to look down on you either. You just don't have to give Qingqing any more gifts in the future."

"One day I will be as rich as you and buy the best gift for Qingqing." The little boy, like a provocation, dropped this sentence fiercely, then stopped looking at Mo Ziyi, and hurried into the classroom.

Mo Ziyi sneered, "It's still dark, and it's starting to dream again."

As rich as him, can you give Qingqing the best?

However, the little boy's words reminded him that in the future, he must look better on Qingqing, so as to save him from robbing his future girlfriends one by one.

Alas, now I finally understand why Dad keeps mom by his side 24 hours a day.

(End of this chapter)