The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

"Then let's go home, shall we?" Qiao Anhao was amused by her daughter's cute appearance, and the old housekeeper also beamed when he saw this scene, "Then miss and sister, get in the car and go home."

"Go home!"

Xiao Ling'er seemed to be in an unusually high mood, plus tomorrow is the weekend, her mood will be even better, because there is no need to go to class!

"Zixuan, my aunt is here to pick you up." A gentle female voice came over, and Qiao Anhao looked over subconsciously. It was a beautiful woman in a long beige dress, with slightly long curly hair falling from her cheeks, making her It looks brighter.

Mo Zixuan opened Yu Wei's hand, with strangeness and disgust in his eyes, he said, "The skirt on you belongs to my mother, it's fine if you want to climb on my father's bed, but now you want to steal my mother's clothes too?" ?”

He doesn't like Yu Wei, he hasn't liked Yu Wei since he was a child, and he also knows that Yu Wei doesn't like him because he is Mo Shang's son.

But she had to please him, because she liked his father.

Yu Wei was embarrassed by Mo Zixuan's words, she looked around, lowered her eyes, it seemed that Mo Zixuan was very ignorant, she squatted down, pressed his shoulder, and explained in a gentle voice, "Zixuan , I'm sorry, my aunt didn't want to rob your father."

Mo Zixuan looked at Yu Wei unhappily, and wanted to free herself from her hand, but it was useless at all, he was pressed tightly, and his fingers were trapped in the clothes, a kind of dull pain that could not be described.

He bit his lip and looked at her, "You hurt me."

Yu Wei didn't let go, but it seemed that her hands were only on his shoulders. She sighed, "Zixuan, do you hate me like this? You, alas." Yu Wei's expression clearly meant that Mo Zixuan was Lying, making the people around pay attention to withdraw their eyes again.

He was about to stretch out his hand to push her, and then he put one hand on Yu Wei's hand. He was stunned for a moment, and Yu Wei was also stunned. They looked at Qiao Anhao in front of them together, and Xiao Linger followed closely behind.

Then he leaned over, stood next to Mo Zixuan, and asked, "Are you going to my house to play?"

Mo Zixuan was released without moving darkly, Yu Wei looked at the nosy woman in front of her, her eyebrows and eyes looked so gentle and delicate, "Hello, may I ask who you are?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that it's not good for you to be an adult." Qiao Anhao just saw everything in his eyes.

She has seen this kind of little action too many times, and she has also seen it on Ling'er.

Pinching people through clothes can make people feel painful, but as long as the grip is good, it won't leave any traces.

An impatience flashed in Yu Wei's eyes, but her tone was still gentle, it seemed that Qiao Anhao was looking for trouble and making trouble for no reason.

"Miss, Zixuan is my sister's child, how can I be indifferent. It's just that boys are more noisy sometimes." The gentle and soft voice carried an indescribable strength.

Qiao Anhao smiled, took Mo Zixuan's hand, and said, "That's okay, then let, let that." For a while, Qiao Anhao was still stuck, unable to remember Mo Shang's name, Xiao Linger hurriedly said "Let Uncle Mo Shang pick him up at night. Last time, Uncle told me to go to his house to play."

Yu Wei frowned, looking at the big and small ones, but without the slightest sense of familiarity.

She knew most of the famous people in Minghai City, but the two in front of her seemed particularly unfamiliar. For a while, she was not sure about Qiao Anhao's identity.