Jiang Xiao felt strange when he saw the child clearly.

It's not because the child is not good, but because she is so good. At a young age, she has clear eyebrows and beautiful lips. Her eyes are dark and bright, and she is quiet.

It doesn't look like five years old, but it's twelve or thirteen years old.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiao knows why he feels strange.

She had thought that she would meet a very small, delicate little girl, but the child in front of her, no matter how she looked at it, gave her a sense of youth, a quiet young boy.

Her eyebrows and eyes are not the kind of cute soft and lovely, but the feeling of being clear, handsome and elegant and heroic.

It is not so much a little girl as a very handsome little Zhengtai.

Are they sure there's no mistake?

Is it a little girl?

It's a feeling, and it's not just because of Holling's looks.

Holling was looking at her quietly.

Jiangxiao took the backpack down, gently Yang Yang, "Lingling, my name is Jiangxiao, I brought you a gift, now take it to you, OK?"

The child suddenly opened his mouth.

"Do you see that I'm not a girl?"

Jiang Xiao's backpack almost fell to the ground.

She was really surprised.

Originally, Huo Ling is really not a little girl? Is it a little boy?

However, Hopkins didn't tell her, could such a five-year-old kid hide from all the Huo family?

Jiangxiao put down the backpack, but also temporarily did not pay attention to any gifts.

Her gift is for the little girl, and the little boy may not like it.

"May I come closer?" She asked Holling for her opinion.

"You have a good smell. You can come here."

Good smell?

She was allowed.

Jiang Xiao walked over.

"You sit at that table." The child pointed to his small table, "the chair here can be shorter for you, sit on the table, that table is very strong."

Is this what a child can say?

Jiang Xiao is inexplicably looking forward to her children growing up.

That's lovely.

"No, I'll take this chair. I'm not heavy, and I won't crush it."

Jiang Xiao pulled the chair in front of his desk and sat down beside his bed.

Looking at Huoling from such a close distance, I feel that the Huo family is blind.

Obviously, he is a very handsome boy.

However, at this age, men and women may be indistinguishable. They may not have thought that the little girl in the family will be a little boy.

Xiaoga, let's get to know each other and hold hands

The child hesitated for a moment, but still held out his hand.

However, I can see that his movement is very slow, and he should still be a little uneasy. Jiang Xiao waited for him until his own hand touched hers.

Then he whispered and looked at Jiang Xiao in surprise.

"Don't you think my hands have electricity? Doesn't it hurt? "

"What do you say? Should your hands have electricity? " Jiang Xiao gently grasps his hand, only feels his hand is very warm.

"Well, yes. Second uncle said that maybe I have a lot of static electricity. "

"I'm not suffering from electric pain now, but I feel that my hands are warm."

"You're a little strange." The child pursed her lips, looked at her eyes seriously, "I can talk to you seriously, you can trust."

"Are you sure I can be trusted?"

"Yes, I can be sure if I shake my hand." The child said: "and, in fact, my name is not Holling, my father gave me the name is Qing, Huo Qing."

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