Mo Ziqi put his cold eyes on her body and pinched her chin: "You, say you love her?"

"Misunderstood, hehe, misunderstood." Xin Miaomiao blinked, her little paws grabbed the man's big hand that was pinching her chin, and she grinned innocently, showing the most innocent and lovely smile.

Mo Ziqi didn't let her get away with a silly smile, but stared at her even more angrily: "You said, I'm the prettiest."

So?

Xin Miaomiao blinked, waiting for his next words.

"You can only watch me the most!" Mo Ziqi said.

Seeing his serious appearance, Xin Miaomiao couldn't help laughing, thinking that such a Mo Ziqi was very cute, but just as she grinned happily, Mo Ziqi pinched her cheek.

The man still looked at her seriously: "I'm serious."

Xin Miaomiao nodded, and her expression became serious: "Yeah, from now on, in Miaomiao's eyes, Qiqi is the prettiest!"

"Well, remember!" Mo Ziqi reiterated.

"Okay, Miaomiao remember." Xin Miaomiao giggled, grabbed the man's big hand with her small paws, pouted her buttocks, closed her small mouth, and kissed the corner of the man's mouth.

The soft touch of Xiangxiang made Mo Ziqi's heart soften, his eyes became familiar, and the slightest bit of sweetness slowly filled his heart.

He hugged the soft and sticky little girl in his arms tightly, and kissed her back on the corner of her mouth.

This kiss just touched the corner of his mouth and left quickly.

He didn't stay too long, but he didn't want to lose control in this car. In his heart, Xin Miaomiao was no longer the little kid who was kept as a pet, but the baby he held on the tip of his heart. Care, can't be desecrated because of his desire.

Xin Miaomiao's eyes were closed with a smile because of Tang Qiaoqiao's bad mood.

She nestled her small body in the man's arms, raised her head, and played with his collar buttons with her little paws. Thinking of Tang Qiaoqiao again, she said to Mo Ziqi with some disappointment: "If only Qiaoqiao and Nie Huaijin could be like us That's fine."

There is no need for many words or explanations, and each other can understand each other's thoughts.

And she is happy now, so Tang Qiaoqiao is so sad. Even if Xin Miaomiao is happy, she is not at ease.

Mo Ziqi stroked the little girl's somewhat messy hair. He heard the conversation between her and Qiaoqiao before. To him, it was irrelevant. Even if Tang Qiaoqiao and Nie Huaijin died in pain, it had nothing to do with him. .

But since Xin Miaomiao cared so much, he couldn't ignore it. He just comforted her in a low voice: "That's their way, they can only walk on their own, there's no use worrying about it."

Xin Miaomiao was silent, and nodded after a while: "Yes." Although the words are vulgar, they make sense.

Outsiders can't help with this kind of thing, they can only solve it by themselves, and she thinks that Nie Huaijin is the right person for Tang Qiaoqiao, but Tang Qiaoqiao may not think so, and only the person involved knows best about this kind of thing .

She sighed in a dignified way, wrinkled her little face and said: "That's the only way to go, I hope they are all well." Blinking her eyes, she looked out of the window and said thoughtfully: " Then where are we going now? Otherwise, let's go find my sister, my sister will be very happy to see Miao Miao, it's been a long time since we last met, I don't know if my sister's belly is a little bigger."

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