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Chapter 1336 Little Pudding, Husband Calls You Zhang Jia 53 Intuitive feeling... not easy to mess wi

Chapter 1336 Little Pudding, My Husband Calls You Home 53 Intuitive feeling... not easy to mess with.

Qing Xiaomo leaned on the armrest of the sofa with both hands, stared at her, saw that she was satisfied with the food, and smiled: "I haven't cooked for many years, the taste must not be very delicious, but your father is good at cooking, Let him bake something more delicious for you later, okay?"

dad……

Pudding choked, a little flattered.

That's the president, how dare she call someone father casually.

Seeing that she was just staring at herself in a daze, Qing Xiaomo rubbed her little head with a smile again: "Eat quickly, after a while, mom will take you out for a stroll, okay? Order a few sets of clothes, shoes and bags, um, you used to Don't you like puppies very much? Mom will buy you another teacup dog, okay?"

This happiness came so quickly, Pudding felt a little overwhelmed.

"I……"

Before he could finish his faltering sentence, he saw a red Porsche slowly parked at the door through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The butler immediately went over to help open the door.

The sun was shining brightly, and the black super sunglasses covered most of the woman's small face, only revealing the small and delicate bridge of the nose and red lips, chestnut curly hair reaching the waist, a black waistless blouse with a purple slit leather skirt, long Her legs were straight and white, dazzling like an international supermodel who just stepped off a fashion runway.

I heard that my father is Xishang, the president of Yinhai Group, and my mother is Xia Huan, the once-famous entertainment goddess. There is also a genius brother in the family who is rumored to have an IQ of over 220. He is a standard little princess born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

Pudding met her once. Although he hadn't spoken to her, he had seen her beating the prince violently. He had an intuitive feeling...not to be trifled with.

Seeing her coming in, Qing Xiaomo stood up with a smile on her face: "Is Xiberry here?"

"Auntie, Uncle Liang."

Xiberry is cute and cute. When she got out of the car, she put away all her flamboyance and smiled sweetly: "I heard from my mother that I found the pudding, so I came here to have a look."

As he said that, his curious eyes fell on Pudding who was sitting on the sofa with his mouth full of cookies.

She looked at Pudding, and Pudding looked at her. The two of them just looked at each other for a while, and then Xiberry raised her chin: "My family will hold a celebration party for my brother later, do you want to come?"

Pudding: "Celebrate what?"

"Congratulations to him for successfully getting a PhD degree from Harvard."

"..."

Although I haven't been to school much, I am no stranger to pudding at Harvard University. I have heard it a few times and it is said that it is a very powerful place.

So no matter how old her brother is, he already got a PhD from Harvard...

"Go, go, of course she will go, I will take her with me later." Qing Xiaomo rubbed her little head with one hand and agreed for her.

pudding:"……"

"Well, I'm just going to have a beauty treatment, so she'll come with me, so my aunt doesn't have to prepare lunch for her."

After Xiberry finished speaking, she grabbed Pudding's wrist and took her out without giving her any room to react.

Qing Xiaomo: "..."

Seeing her standing there unhappily, watching pudding being forced into the passenger seat by Xiberry pitifully, Liang Musheng shook his head: "What's the rush? Now that she's back, do you think I can lose her again? ?”

"..."

……

This speed... is a bit fast.

Pudding clenched the seat belt tightly with both hands, and looked at the car in front of him in a panic: "Slow down, I'm not in a hurry..."

Xiberry tilted her head and looked her up and down: "Are you really a pudding?"

(End of this chapter)

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