The little boy's voice was soft and glutinous, with a bit of tentative meaning in it, for fear that Qi Moyi would not agree. Qi Moye on the side glanced at the man on the sofa and remained silent.

Qi Ting stared at Qi Moyi, who had a handsome face and a somewhat cold expression, revealing a coldness from his facial features, giving people a feeling that it was not easy to get close to.

Qi Moyi's eyebrows furrowed unspeakably, and his voice was lowered,

"Except for this." Hearing this, the original expectation in the little boy's eyes gradually dissipated, and he became gloomy and unhappy.

Qi Moyi thought that Qi Ting would make a fuss unreasonably. Unexpectedly, the little boy pouted and changed his request,

"Then, I want the third aunt to accompany me." Qi Mo lowered his eyes, and his deep eyes swept towards the little boy in front of him. Qi Ting lowered his head, showing his loss, and what he said was extraordinarily sensible.

There was no fuss. Qi Moyi knew that Qi Ting liked Bai Chuxiao very much, but he didn't expect Bai Chuxiao's status in his heart to be the existence of his mother this time.

Qi Ting walked next to Qi Moye again, and it could be seen that the little boy's dependence on his uncle was higher than that of his own father.

Qi Moyi was silent for a moment, and his tone eased a little before he said, "She's not in Yangcheng, so I can't see her." Qi Ting sniffed and asked cautiously, "Does Dad have a photo of Mom, I want to see it." "He's never seen his mother, he doesn't have a picture, he doesn't know what she looks like.

Qi Linfeng came down from upstairs and heard Qi Ting's words. With one hand in his pocket, he strode lazily over and took an apple from his fruit bowl.

Photo? It's been five years, so I should have lost it a long time ago. Qi Linfeng was thinking so in his heart, and then he heard Qi Moyi respond.

"Okay." Qi Ting didn't have much hope, because he had done it before, but he was rejected. The little boy's eyes lit up, and there seemed to be starlight in his dark eyes.

Qi Moyi took out his phone and unlocked it. Tap on an encrypted album that says Enter Password. The photo was synced from the previous phone, and it seemed that it hadn't moved for a long time, and the man paused for a few seconds, and his slender and bony fingers clicked on the screen, losing a few digits.

Then, the photos in the album are displayed on the screen. Qi Linfeng raised his eyebrows, big brother actually has a photo?

He leaned over to look at the apple as he ate it. There is only one photo, which can be seen from the clothes and hairstyles of the people in it, and the time of this photo is eight or nine years old.

So, compared to the current pixels, this photo is blurry. The girl inside is about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a delicate little face without powder, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the corners of her mouth hooked with a curve that is not deep or shallow, a complete goddess fan, with shoulder-length hair, bangs covering her forehead, full of youth, and very flattering to look at.

Half a meter to the left of the girl, there is a boy. Only the side face. But Qi Linfeng could see that it was Qi Moyi in his youth.

The boy's clean short black hair, the contour lines of the side face are clear, and the temperament is not as cold and sharp as it is now, and it is a grass-level face on campus.

Only the side face, because, he was looking at the girl next to him. Behind them is the infinite sunset, which is setting in the west, dyeing most of the sky red, becoming their most beautiful background.

The photo looks like someone snapped it. Qi Linfeng ate the apple, looked at Qi Moyi unhurriedly, and teased,

"Big brother, how many mobile phones have I followed you in this photo?" In this regard, Qi Moye was also a little surprised. Emperor Shao, you have been blocked, the latest chapter, chapter 505, a photo that has been kept for eight years, URL: