Seeing that the hour was getting later and later, Mu Zi also had to interrupt the "communication" between the two, and said softly, "Sister Yuan, it's time for us to go home." ”

"Ahh The little man nodded, and pointed at Qingyang with his little hand, "Home!" ”

Mu Zi was a little surprised, she and Xue Jincheng knew that the little girl could talk, but the villain was very lazy, if she wasn't in a hurry, she would have screamed "ahhhh It's rare to say a word today, and the pronunciation is very clear.

"You want to bring your brother home?" Mu Zi stretched out her hand and pinched the little girl's soft face.

"Ahh The little girl nodded heavily.

Mu Zi looked at Qingyang, the child looked dazed, his eyes were a little hollow, those memories of no fixed place, for the uncertainty of his future, as soon as he thought so, there was a hurt look on his face.

Mu Zi understood, her heart twitched slightly, and she asked Sister Yuan softly, "My brother is injured, is it okay to let my brother stay here to recuperate?" When my brother recovers, my mother will take you to play with my brother again, okay? ”

When Sister Yuan heard this, her cute little brows immediately wrinkled, as if she was weighing something, the villain's eyes widened, and her cute little face was facing Qingyang, "Brother, go home!" ”

Qingyang looked at Sister Yuan in surprise, and didn't seem to understand why this little bean Ding suddenly spoke? Looking at her red little face, he stared at himself without blinking, and Qingyang's heart was full of cuteness.

Mu Zi looked at these two children, why don't you bring Qingyang back to Wu'an Hou's Mansion? It seems that it is the first time that Sister Yuan has expressed her love for a person like this. Besides, there is Mr. Guigu in the house, let him take care of Qingyang, but don't worry.

"Then you ask my brother if he would like to go home with you?" Mu Zi smiled and said to Sister Yuan, who looked stubborn. Of course, she can directly decide to take Qingyang back to the Hou Mansion, but she doesn't want Qingyang to think that he is a toy that comes and goes when he is called, as if he is only seen by everyone because Sister Yuan likes it. Children also have self-esteem. And because the child's world is clean and simple, this impression of respect will be remembered for a long time. Mu Zi didn't want to leave any shadow on him.

When Sister Yuan heard this, she really began to grind the green sheep. Her little body squirmed twice like a little worm, and then she rubbed next to Qingyang, next to him, her little face raised high, full of anticipation.

Qingyang only felt that if he could say a word, it would be a ghost. The ghost sent the gods, and he nodded and said yes.

Sister Yuan giggled, clapped her little hands, and glanced at Mu Zi, no matter how she looked at it, she was triumphant, and her face was smug.

Mu Zi sighed and shook her head.

So, Xue Jincheng, who was waiting for it in Zijin Garden, saw his little wife holding her daughter in her arms, and she led a half-old child into the door behind her.

Xue Jincheng frowned, but when he saw that the young man's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Mu Zi, he guessed that the young man's identity must be unusual, most likely the bloodline of the Anle Hou Mansion.

Looking at the wounds on his body again, thinking of Mu Zi's experience in the market a few days ago, in just a few moments, Xue Jincheng connected the matter before and after, and had already guessed a ** point.

Moving from one gorgeous house to another, Qingyang has not spoken. Xue Jincheng saw his nervousness, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said with relief: "Don't be nervous, this will be your home from now on." ”