"Well." There was not much emotion in Mo Leng Qing's dark eyes. He took off his suit coat and hung it on the hanger.

During this period of time, maybe because of the company of small things, his sleep quality has improved a lot.

Before insomnia has gradually disappeared, mental and physical conditions are much better.

Mo Leng Qing is thinking, this little thing, is there Wangfu Xiang?

"Naogong, do I have flowers on my face?" Luo Luo looks at the man suspiciously.

"No Mo Leng Qing light way, "recently at home how?"

"It's very good. It's good to eat and drink. I still have a lot of little toys. "

little toys

Mo lengqing subconsciously thinks of the ugly bag that Mo Er prepared for them.

"Naogong, I'll take you to see my babies." The girl's Apricot eyes are bright, and she pulls the man's hand and comes to her cloakroom.

Luo Luo opened the cupboard of the cloakroom like a treasure. "Daddada, naogong, look!"

The girl's clear apricot eyes are full of expectations to look at themselves.

Mo Leng Qing's heart fretted and looked along her eyes. There was a pile of cute and lovely dolls on the top of the cloakroom.

They are either wearing the princess pompous skirt that Lolo likes, or wearing casual shirts and jeans, or wearing a folded and retro Hong Kong Style Skirt Each of them has a variety of forms.

It's all things that little girls like.

"Naogong, what's the swelling like? Is it as cute as me? "The girl is holding her doll like face, her apricot eyes are like gems, shining with a bright and charming luster, and her lips are rippling with a shallow pear vortex.

Mo lengqing felt that this little thing was more and more lovely.

"Well, you are more lovely than them." Mo lengqing rubs the soft top of the girl's hair.

"Hee hee." Luo Luo, like a child who has been praised by his teacher, jumps on Mo lengqing, holding his handsome face, Baji, another kiss.

Mo lengqing has some helplessness. This little thing always likes to jump on himself, jumping up and down like a monkey.

At first, he was disgusted with such intimate action, but after a long time, he gradually did not reject it.

After dinner, Mo lengqing is working in the study.

Luo Luo sits on the tatami beside Mo lengqing, fiddling with his doll.

In the afternoon, the light golden sunlight slants in through the European style curtain with lace and lotus leaves, and shines on the girl. On her big red skirt, there is a layer of Phnom Penh. In the sunlight, the girl's side face is exquisite and perfect, like a little princess coming out of a cartoon.

Looking at her childish playing with her doll, Mo lengqing is thoughtful. I don't know when, he has been used to her existence.

With her at home, it seems that life is more fun.

But

Mo lengqing also found that since Luo Luo appeared, he gradually did not miss Ye Ling so much.

This idea makes Mo lengqing stiff.

How long did Ye Ling leave? Did he forget her?

Looking at Luo Luo again, Mo Leng Qing's dark eyes have been covered with a layer of coldness.

"Get out."

"Well?" Luo Luo holds her doll and looks up in a daze.

"Go out and play with your doll." Mo lengqing's voice cooled down.

"But I want to stay with naogong. " Luo Luo's mouth was shriveled and his cheek was bulging. He looked a little aggrieved.

“……” Mo lengqing glanced at her, turned off the computer and went out by himself.

She was left alone in the study.

This What kind of wind does this asshole smoke

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