Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

"Where's Mommy?! Where's my mommy?! Woohoo~, why isn't Mommy here?! Doesn't she want diaper?! Woohoo..."

With big round eyes, he searched back and forth in the crowd several times, but still did not see the figure of Mommy, so Diaper burst into tears.

"Why doesn't Mommy want you?!" Ji Lianjing hugged her chubby body, took the suitcase from the stewardess, thanked her, dragged the suitcase and strode towards the back door .

Diaper hugged Ji Lianjing's neck with one hand, and held the phone in the other, sobbing with tears in his eyes, "Mum, where are you?! Woohoo, Diaper is so obedient, don't want Diaper."

Mu Wanqing couldn't stand Diaper crying the most.

She was crying and howling like a wolf, and she was so uncomfortable that tears were about to fall.

She softly comforted: "Diaper, don't cry. Mommy is in the car. Daddy Jing will bring you here in a while. Be good, don't cry. If you cry again, your nose will grow!"

The little thing, with dim eyes, instinctively raised his short, fat hand to touch his nose, and complained aggrievedly with his small mouth: "Mum, you lied to me again, my nose is not long."

When Mu Wanqing heard this, she immediately curled her lips into a smile.

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Ten minutes later, Mu Wanqing finally got her wish and hugged her longing daughter.

She was sitting in the trunk, holding her daughter's little face, and kissing endlessly.

Ji Lianjing walked around to the driver's seat, started the car skillfully, and glanced at the woman who was quietly hugging her daughter. His stern eyebrows were slowly smeared with a thin smile.

With a gentle and mellow voice, he asked, "Now go to the restaurant?!"

Mu Wanqing lowered her head and asked her daughter who was sitting on her lap: "It's too early for dinner. Diaper little princess, where do you want to go now?!"

The little thing hugged Mummy's neck tightly, with a rosy and chubby little face, close to Mummy's face, with big smart eyes, thought for a while, and then happily said: "I'm going to dance!" Jumping on the trampoline, daddy Jing, can you play water gun with me, okay?! I want to eat ice cream..."

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Listening to her daughter's seemingly illogical words, Mu Wanqing was a little speechless.

Touching her soft, thin yellow hair, I realized that the little girl's braid was loose and crooked, unkempt and messy.

Frowning, she whispered: "Sit down. Mommy will comb your hair. Look at the picture of you little girl, your hair is sleeping in such a mess, and you are running around, aren't you ashamed?!"

When Diaper heard this, he raised his mouth aggrieved, "No one tied my hair on the plane. They don't know how to do it themselves."

Mu Wanqing took off Diaper's scrunchie gently and softly, and then helped her tie her hair.

Comb her hair, wear dresses, make breakfast, tell her stories, sing nursery rhymes, put her to bed...

These scenes, long long ago, have appeared in Mu Wanqing's mind and dreams countless times.

Now, she finally realized one by one.

That afternoon, she and Ji Lianjing took Diaper to the playground to jump on the trampoline, play water guns, and eat ice cream. The three of them played until seven o'clock in the evening before driving to the reserved restaurant for dinner.

It was late at night when we returned to the villa after dinner.