695.Chapter 695
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At first, she didn't have a good impression of Wu Qixuan, but when Wu Qixuan approached, she suddenly leaned forward and wrinkled her cute little face around her: "Who are you, why do you have the breath of a father?" ā
"What nonsense are you talking about, little girl?"
As soon as I heard what she said, the more outrageous it became, I was afraid that she would make some trouble again, so he immediately stepped forward, hugged her into his arms, and introduced the third daughter to her.
"This is Sister Wu Qixuan, this is crazy, oh no, Sister Xian Qianling; This is Sister Lin Panxia. ā
Han Mu is a good girl who knows how to be polite, and immediately greeted the three girls obediently: "Aunt Xiaoyu is good, Sister Qianya is good, Sister Panxia is good." ā
Three people, two titles, Wu Qiyu's three daughters couldn't help but look at the Mucun, and their eyes changed a little.
Wu Qiyu's expression was still gentle and beautiful, as if looking at her loved ones.
And Xian Qianling was glaring, okay, call your father, call Aunt Wu Qiyu, and when it comes to herself, she will become a sister.
Although there is nothing wrong with letting a six-year-old girl call her sister, she always feels awkward in her heart.
"Xiao Mucun, why do you call Aunt Xiao Xuan?"
She turned her head to look at you with a reasonable expression: "Because she smells of daddy." ā
Then, with a mysterious expression, he leaned into your ear and said in a gesture that everyone could hear, but showed a very secret: "Daddy, you are secretly hiding Aunt Xiaoyu outside, and you won't tell your mother." ā
This little girl, you don't even have the mood to roll your eyes......
"Knock knock."
There was a knock on the door.
"Mother, mother, I came to see you."
"Knock knock."
"Mother, open the door."
The door was still closed, and she pouted a little aggrievedly, turned to you, and said, "Daddy, is my mother asleep?" ā
You smile and touch Mucun's head, then push the door in. You know, once Zhao'er falls asleep, she won't wake up. If you sleep next to her, she may suddenly appear in your bed in the middle of the night without warning.
"Let's go in and take a look, it's your mother who is asleep inside."
"Hmm." The mulberry nodded, took small steps, and walked in.
Standing at the door, Xian Qianling frowned at you and asked, "Hey, this little girl can't be you who turned around and was brainwashed by you, right?" ā
Xian Qianling, a crazy woman, has committed another occupational disease, and as a criminal policeman, she really forgets everything and thinks badly.
Rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to this crazy woman!
Wu Qiyu is naturally very clear about your personality, she has come out of the kitchen with a transparent glass bowl at this time, which is full of fruit salad, egg yolk flavored salad with rock candy apples, imported bananas, dragon fruit, plus peeled lychees, this is your favorite food.
"I just ate dumplings at Meng Po's."
That being said, you habitually take it from her.
Wu Qiyu smiled: "Speaking of which, she is also my benefactor, and I will go to see her old man when I have time." ā
After a pause, Wu Qixuan asked, "Xiao Han Mucuna was picked up from Meng Po?" ā
"Hmm."
When Xian Qianling heard this, her color immediately changed: "So, she's not ......"
"No, she's supposed to be a person." You interrupted Xian Qianling's words, "Meng Po seems to know her identity, but she refuses to tell me, and from her expression, it is not difficult to see that she is obviously very jealous of Xiao Zhan. ā
"Fearful? The dignified Meng Po would be afraid of a six- or seven-year-old girl? Xian Qianling was also shocked.
"I can't say anything about it. Especially when Xiao Zhanmu saw me, she called Daddy, I really don't know when I had such a cute and cute daughter. ā
After a brief pause, Wu Qiyu asked softly, "It can't be from a previous life, right?" ā
You were stunned for a moment, and you couldn't help scratching your head: "Well, it shouldn't be." Meng Po made it clear that she had nothing to do with the underworld, and seemed to be from another place, and ......"
"Daddy, why don't you wake up!"
While you were talking, the Mucuna suddenly ran out of it, took your hand and walked towards Zhao'er's bedroom.
Zhao'er is still asleep.
She seemed to sleep soundly and soundly, her long eyelashes fluttering without a hint of fluttering.
Looking at her, for a moment, you seem to return to the feeling you had when you first saw her in the underground palace under the wordless monument.
Even though I am already familiar with her, every time I see her, I can't help but feel a very special feeling in my heart.
This kind of affection is absolutely incomprehensible to others, for you, this may be the so-called soul bond, maybe you are born a couple, but God made a big joke, so that you are separated by countless years, before they get together.
It's just that even if you get together, you and Zhao'er still can't connect with each other, because you feel her heart, or rather, she doesn't have a heart.
You don't know where she came from, and you don't want to know too much about it, because since she doesn't say it, she must have her own reasons; As for the relationship between her and you and Zhao'er, although there is a faint feeling in my heart, it is not appropriate to investigate it now, after all, there is a sentence that doesn't say so, it's rare to be confused.
"Mother, mother, I have come to see you, mother, wake up, look at you."
From the beginning to the present, the posture of the Murus is cute and sensible, and she speaks and does things very in a measured manner, which is very different from the average six or seven-year-old girl.
And now in the face of the sleeping Zhao'er, the Mucuna looks so helpless, the two big tears are in their eyes, and they feel a pang in their hearts for no reason.
Xian Qianling just wanted to come forward to persuade, but was pulled by Wu Qiling, she shook her head slightly at Xian Qianling, and signaled to the door, and then the two daughters walked out at the same time, and Wu Qiling also closed the door by the way.
"Xiao Xuan, is Xiao Mucun's really Zhao'er's child? This can't be, no matter how she looks at it, she is six years old, if she is really Zhao'er's child, then Zhao'er ......"
Although you have never told Wu Qizhao'er her true identity so far, she seems to know more or less, but she will not spread this kind of thing, and can only rot in her stomach.
"Maybe it's just that Zhao'er looks like her mother, it's not too early, let's go to bed."
After speaking, Wu Qiyu went upstairs to sleep by herself.
Xian Qianling glanced at the door of Zhao'er's room, sighed lightly, and also turned to go upstairs.
In Zhao'er's room, you sat at the head of the bed with your mucus in your arms, reached out and gently stroked Mucun's head, and asked softly, "Xiaomu, is she really your mother?" Is it a mistake? ā
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