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Hearing this, Li Tingjue frowned slightly, and she actually scolded her for being the eighth turtle king.

Suddenly felt that the girl was getting more and more naughty, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became deeper and deeper.

Leng Ran came out of the bathroom, saw him smiling warmly, and asked him suspiciously.

"Who are you talking to on the phone, laughing so loudly."

Li Ting ignored him and continued to chat with his little lover.

"What does An An think of Xiaoyan's paintings?"

Angela thought for a while, "It's okay, you're very handsome in the painting, and Shu Huang came to order her painting, but Xiaoyan didn't paint him, maybe Xiaoyan doesn't like him."

Hearing this, Li Ting definitely knew, there were a lot of flies staring at her, fortunately he found them, otherwise, he was really afraid that she would be chased away by others.

At this time, the door of the bathroom opened, and Mo Qingyan walked refreshed.

"An An, do you want to sleep with me again tonight, but you have grown up and have to learn to sleep by yourself."

Li Tingjue listened to her gentle voice talking to her daughter, and a ripple stirred up in her heart.

She used to belong to him at night, but now, she was so far away from him, and it was very difficult for him to get close to her.

Angela heard Mommy's voice and quickly hung up the phone.

She turned her head and smiled sweetly, "Mother Dole said that when you have a boyfriend, An An won't sleep with you." ”

In fact, she knew before that with Xiao Jue, she wouldn't sleep with her. But since Mommy lost her brother, she always cries secretly, so Angela wants to watch her.

If Mommy cries, she cries with her and wipes her tears.

Mo Qingyan wiped her face, sat on the bed, and touched her cute little face.

"So An An wants me to have a boyfriend?"

Angela shook her head, "I just want Daddy." ”

She didn't dare to say this before, but after she saw Li Tingjue today, all she thought about was him, so he just wanted to be together as a family.

Mo Qingyan's eyes darkened slightly, thinking of that man, what happened in the hospital today, she became angry, so she said coldly.

"Sleep."

Angela heard that she was angry, so she didn't dare to say anything more and got into the quilt, put her hands flat on her chest, and closed her eyes wide.

Mo Qingyan watched her fall asleep, and lay down herself, dreaming all night. The dream was full of Angela's cries, and she cried and shouted for Daddy.

But she couldn't find it, so she spent the whole night in nightmares, looking for it.

When I woke up the next day and saw Angela by my side, I didn't cry or make a fuss, and I realized that everything was a dream.

The three little buns are served by servants, so she doesn't have to worry about it, and Angela is now more and more self-care, so she has more time and space for herself.

Every Wednesday, she would go to her mentor's gallery, so when she got up, she drove to Qiumo Gallery.

She drives a red supercar, and her identity is not disclosed, so she is no different from an ordinary person. Sometimes when she goes out, she still prefers to be alone.

After parking the car, she walked to the gallery, where she met several scholars from the same period and exchanged greetings along the way.

She walked up the steps, but she always felt a pair of eyes staring at her, and it was a chill, and her back was cold, and she turned her head in confusion, but she didn't see anyone.

She felt that it must be her own delusion, so she walked up, and when she reached the door, she still had the same feeling as before. She turned her head again and looked around to make sure there was no one before heading into the gallery.

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