"You don't need Qingqing to go out to find me, Brother Mo has come to see Qingqing." A clear voice came, making the little girl slightly stunned, turned her face, and a figure she had been thinking about appeared in front of her eyes, still that familiar face, the smile was as gentle as before, the familiar atmosphere like a spring breeze made the little girl's nose sour, looking at the mother standing aside, the little girl asked blankly: "Mother, is this true, Brother Mo is back?" "Well, "It's true, your Brother Mo came back to see Qingqing!" Looking at her daughter's reaction, Purple Kite nodded with a smile, her heart was full of joy and pity, since she heard the news of Mingmo's death, this girl was much more silent than before.

"Hehe, can't Qingqing recognize me anymore?"

Seeing the little girl's reaction, Ming Mo's heart warmed, and then she stretched out her jade-like palm and gently rubbed her little head.

"Really, it's really Brother Mo, woo~ I knew that Brother Mo came back to see me!"

Finally, the water in the little girl's eyes turned into tears, and she threw herself into Mingmo's arms like a milk swallow throwing herself into the forest, hugged Mingmo and cried, like a child who had been greatly wronged.

"Good, Qingqing doesn't cry, if you cry again, you'll become a little cat, isn't Brother Mo coming to see you?"

Mingmo hugged the little girl, like holding a doll, gently stroked the little girl's little head, and said in a gentle tone, "If you cry again, you won't be beautiful, if you are not beautiful, you can't marry Brother Mo, Qingqing, don't cry, it's my brother who is not good, I should come to see Qingqing earlier." ”

The little girl cried for a cup of tea, and finally stopped crying under the comfort of Ming Mo, raised her head in Ming Mo's arms, looked at Ming Mo with her big red and swollen eyes, and said with a very serious expression: "Brother Mo agreed, he must marry Qingqing, it can't be counted!"

The little girl's soft voice made Ming Mo slightly stunned, and then laughed, but she didn't expect the little girl to take what she said casually at the beginning seriously, and then smiled: "Okay, Qingqing will marry Brother Mo when she grows up!"

"Well, Brother Mo is mine, no one can snatch it away, Qingqing will definitely be as beautiful as her mother. ”

The little girl nodded when she heard this, and waved her little jade fist, and then her little face was full of a faint flush, after all, it was not the four or five-year-old little girl four years ago, and now the little girl who has begun to understand a little about men and women is a little shy to say such things.

The purple kite on the side was happy to see the bright smile on her daughter's face again, and saw the two of them talking and laughing happily, and the purple kite felt a familiar warmth, just like the few days he accompanied their mother and daughter four years ago, that kind of family-like feeling.

Looking at Ming Mo's delicate and handsome face, Purple Kite remembered the bold kiss before, her heart was slightly drunk, and at the same time she was haunted by a faint happiness, she didn't ask for much, as long as she could see him from time to time and let him spend more time with her and her daughter, it was enough.

More than a year of despair turned into happiness, she didn't expect to be his woman, as long as she could see him and let him feel her tenderness, she would be very satisfied.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he was holding his daughter and looking at him, with a soft look that made Purple Kite feel drunk, remembering the previous kiss, her heart was beating rapidly, and her fair and delicate face was dyed with a layer of fainting.

"Hehe, my mother blushed, she must have been so happy to see Brother Mo. ”

The little girl looked at the purple kite with a faint face, covered her small mouth and chuckled, then leaned on her ear and said, "Brother Mo, tell you, my mother will call Brother Mo's name when she sleeps!"

The little girl's words made Ming Mo stunned for a moment, and then looked at the purple kite with softer eyes.

When Purple Kite heard her daughter's words, the color on her face became even thicker, and she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Ming Mo's gaze that made her heart tremble.