Wear it quickly and don’t mess with the cutie

【Is he? 】The system suddenly asked without reason.

[I can feel that he is] Qiao Muxi suddenly became serious, with a serious look on her face.

【Is there a mole on the back of your hand?Just to confirm] Xixi has a kind-hearted rabbit personality, but this time she just turned into a rabbit.

He really couldn't let go if he wasn't careful.

There was no clarity between the words, but Qiao Muxi knew what they were talking about.

She made no mumbled sound.

Then he made up his mind to verify whether the little bun was actually him.

Some of the hesitation was because she felt in her heart that the little bun was him.

She had already thought that Xiao Baozi was him. If it weren't for her, she wouldn't know what to do.

Fortunately, the result was what she wanted. Hao Chen put his hand in front of his eyes in confusion and did not ask anything else.

With indulgence in his eyes, he held it in his hands and took a good look at it.

I found a small red cinnabar mole on the back of my hand, which I couldn't find unless I looked carefully.

Hao Chen also noticed this cinnabar mole.

"It's strange, I didn't before I met you," he said, touching the cinnabar mole with his fingers, and smiled, "I grew it just for you."

Qiao Muxi was stunned, holding the well-jointed palm with cinnabar moles.

His eyes were red, and he looked up with moist eyes blinking.

"Why are you crying?" He frowned fiercely and lowered his voice to whisper as if he was afraid of scaring the person in front of him.

My heart beat with moist red eyes.

"Whoever messed with you, I'm going to beat him." He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with a heart-wrenching and loving expression, and his expression became slightly angry in the second half of the sentence.

If Qiao Muxi said something at this time, as expected, that thing would definitely suffer.

But she just reached out and hugged her slender narrow waist, threw herself into her strong chest, and said muffledly: "No..."

He hugged the body that was a little stiff and dared not move. After a while, he said softly: "Just let me hold you for a while."

"Okay", a low magnetic voice came from above.

He was stiff and confused, and his fingertips trembled slightly and moved to wrap around his petite body.

My throat suddenly felt itchy, as if something was scratching me.He restrained his desire to hold the person tightly in his arms and suppressed it deep in his heart.

She was extremely excited about the sudden close contact, and her face turned a little unnaturally red.

The corners of his mouth curved up, and the eyes behind him were filled with suffocating possessiveness.

The moment Qiao Muxi let go of his hand and distanced himself, he turned back into the normal little tiger.

The pretense of these normal people is just because of her.

The system twitched from God's perspective and he smiled. He was really good at pretending, but he was already used to slander.

Before going to bed at night, the bedtime story that has become a habit was originally used by Qiao Muxi to coax little Baozi.

It has become her bedtime reading, and she needs to read a paragraph every night before going to bed.

After finishing reading, with dry lips, he obediently drank the water that Haochen put at hand that was just right in his mouth.

But this time after taking the empty water glass, he did not put it back immediately.

Standing in front of Qiao Muxi, the light cast a shadow in front of him.

Then she watched blankly as the soft lips touched the corner of her mouth, touched lightly for a moment, and then separated.

Well...

She blinked blankly and stared at the parted lips she had kissed.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he suddenly realized that he had been kissed. He lowered his head without any mistake, not knowing where to put his hands.

She got into the quilt with a red face, like a snail shrinking into its shell, retracting its antennae when touched.

The lights were turned off and the bed creaked slightly.

Then he remembered the rustling sound, and the quilt was pulled downwards, and Qiao Muxi's head was forced out of the quilt bit by bit.

The room was dark, and she couldn't see clearly in front of her eyes. She could only see blurry edges and corners.

She wasn't that shy in the dark, and she showed her head obediently.

The sideways direction happened to be facing Haochen, and the smile that always appeared on the corner of his mouth appeared in his mind.

He fell into a drowsy sleep.