Cool Treasure from Heaven: Mo Shaoxi as Father

Lin Qian returned to the apartment with the two cubs.

The absent-mindedness along the way made the atmosphere a little dull.

"Mum, don't you want to marry Dad?"

Lin Zirui watched as Lin Qian went to pour water for a drink, and asked after frowning.

Lin Qian paused while pouring water, and glanced at Lin Zirui and Chu Ziyang who followed, she put down the water bottle, turned around and hugged the two brothers into her arms.

"Zi Rui, Zi Yang, Mommy said that it will be fine as long as I stay with you from now on. For the rest, let nature take its course."

The mood is a little messy, and it's inexplicably bad, and I don't know if it's because I thought of someone.

She really only had this idea at the moment, as long as the sons were by her side, the mother and son would not be separated, and nothing else mattered.

Men and so on, how could sons be so important!
forget about it!
Smelling the fragrance of Lin Qian's body, Lin Zirui and Chu Ziyang looked at each other and hugged her together.

Neither of them spoke, but their little hands patted her on the back just like her usual way of comforting them, which was very heartwarming.

Lin Qian felt warm in her heart, kissing on the left and kissing on the right, another cutie flashed in her mind unconsciously.

Thinking of her promise that Candy would accompany her to buy clothes tomorrow, Lin Qian's almond eyes flickered, "Zirui, are you leaving next week? Mommy will take you shopping and shopping tomorrow afternoon."

She promised Candy, maybe Yin Moran would make an excuse to be with her.

She doesn't want that.

Just take your two sons with you.

"Okay."

Lin Zirui nodded, thought of something and asked again: "But Mommy, didn't you just resume work today? You will rest again tomorrow?"

"Cough, no! Tomorrow I'm going to another shopping mall to do research, and I'll take you shopping along the way."

"Uh! Mommy, it's not good to do private things during working hours, isn't it?"

"Hey, brother, anyway, Dad is Mommy's big leader, and with Dad's backing, it's rare for me to be okay!"

"Ahem, it's not what you think."

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The mother and son made a few jokes, and the atmosphere became lighter.

Lin Qian motioned the two cubs to play by themselves for a while, while she poured herself a glass of water.

At this time, the mobile phone at hand beeped, and a message came in.

Lin Qian took a sip of water, glanced casually, but was slightly taken aback.

The message was sent by Nangong Li.

He sent some pictures over.

Lin Qian was a little curious, so she clicked on it and saw the man in the picture wearing a white chef's uniform and a chef's hat, making a cake in the kitchen.

A tall and tall figure, a sharp side face, big hands with sharp joints, and long legs that defy the sky
This man is none other than Yin Moran.

Yin Moran is making cakes in the kitchen?
Lin Qian's eyes widened, she stared blankly at the screen of her phone, and before she realized what Nangong Li meant by sending her these pictures, the sound of glass being knocked and the sound of the two cubs surprised .

"Hey, where did the robot come from?"

"The robot still has something in its hand!"

Hearing this, Lin Qian subconsciously turned her head to look at the glass window. Outside the glass window of the apartment, a robot was holding a gift box in its hand and was knocking on the glass window.

The two little ones rushed to the window with excitement on their faces. They each moved a chair over, then climbed up to open the glass window, and took the gift box from the robot.

"You two, be careful."

Lin Qian walked quickly to the window and hugged the two cubs down.

"Meal delivery robot? Who asked the robot to deliver food to us?"

Lin Zirui blinked his black eyes, looking excitedly at the robot outside the window.

And Chu Ziyang had already opened the gift box, and there were pieces of beautifully packaged biscuits inside.

"Cookies? Who made the cookies and brought them here?"

Chu Ziyang picked up a biscuit with a puzzled look on his face.

Lin Qian's apricot eyes twinkled, and somehow she thought of Yin Moran.

Because there is still a picture sent by Nangong Ligang in her mobile phone, which is the scene of Yin Moran busy in the kitchen.

So, could this cookie be made by him?
He personally made the biscuits and sent them over. What exactly did he want to do?
Lin Qian was thinking wildly when she heard Lin Zirui's voice again.

"Mommy, look quickly."

Lin Qian raised her eyes subconsciously, and looked in the direction pointed by Lin Zirui's little hand, and saw a neon light on the high-rise building opposite.

The shining lights form countless light and shadows, printing out the middle picture.

The picture shows a man and a woman standing face to face.

The tall man slowly knelt down on one knee with a stick in his hand, and then raised the stick above his head with both hands.

Immediately afterwards, a sentence appeared on the screen.

"Qianqian, I'm sorry!"

Lin Qian: "."

If she didn't understand it now, she would have lived in vain.

It's asking the robot to deliver biscuits, and making this gaudy light silhouette again, this must be done by Yin Moran!
Is he pleading guilty to himself?

For a moment, Lin Qian's heart fluctuated, and she stared fixedly at the screen of the opposite building, her nose felt sore.

"Qianqian, sorry?"

Lin Zirui murmured, and looked at Lin Qian with dark eyes, "Mum, are you apologizing to you? So, who made these things? Is it Uncle Yin?"

is it him?
Lin Qian remained silent, with countless emotions churning in her heart.

The phone in his hand beeped, and another message came in.

Lin Qian picked it up and saw that it was still a message from Yin Moran.

It said: "Qianqian, I'm downstairs."

Yin Moran is here?
He's downstairs in the apartment?

Do you want her to go down?

Is she going down?
Lin Qian pursed her lips and gripped the phone tightly.

After a while, she walked to the window and looked downstairs.

Far away, I saw a luxury car parked downstairs.

There were two people standing beside the car, even if she couldn't see them clearly, she knew that the slender figure among them was Yin Moran.

And on the ground in front of him, countless candle lights surrounded two heart-shaped shapes, which were covered with roses.

Lin Qian stared blankly, with countless emotions intertwined, and was speechless for a while.

Yin Moran was begging for her forgiveness in this way.

Is she going to forgive him?

Qiao Xiya's face suddenly flashed in his mind.

Lin Qian bit her lip, closed the window, turned around and walked to the room.

"Zirui, Ziyang, it's getting cold, let's wash up and get some sleep."

He did something wrong, can she forgive him with this little trick?
She can't do it!

Lin Zirui and Chu Ziyang looked at each other without speaking.

Lin Zirui glanced at the small biscuit in Chu Ziyang's hand, took a piece with his white and tender hands, tore open the package and took a bite.

The entrance is crispy and pleasant, with a very good taste.

"Brother, did Uncle Yin do this?" Chu Ziyang asked tentatively.

"Well, I guess so! Brother, this biscuit tastes good, do you want to try it?"

"No! Brother, eat someone's mouth!"

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