There will be a meeting later. Chen Xun is really worried that he will be overwhelmed.

"Nothing." Mu Jingnan closed his eyes. "Are the meeting materials ready?"

"It's all ready."

"Well, call me later."

Then he pretended to sleep.

…………

"Sneeze!"

Another big sneeze.

Little glutinous rice rubbed her nose and her face was full of unhappiness. She raised her eyes and looked at the office man with watery eyes, "Dad!"

Angry and angry, ready to jump at any time.

"What's the matter?" Mu Jingxi's eyes still fell on the document.

Little glutinous rice slid down the sofa, dada ran to him and climbed onto his leg like a monkey.

Mu Jingxi had to put down the document, reach out and hold her firmly in case she fell, "little glutinous rice, what's the matter with you?"

"Little glutinous rice just sneezed."

"Well, Dad heard."

Little glutinous rice puffed his cheeks and said, "little glutinous rice is sick!"

"Yes?" He raised his hand and probed the temperature on her forehead: "I'm not sick."

"I have a cold."

Said, also sucked his nose, the voice also showed a little nasal sound.

"Really?" Mu Jingxi rubbed her head. "Dad, call a doctor for you."

Press the inside line and tell the family doctor to come.

Little glutinous rice was still dissatisfied. He puffed his cheeks like a puffer fish.

"Not happy yet?"

“……”

Mujingxi's index finger poked her face, "come on, what do you want to do?"

"Ma Ma!" Three crisp words.

He shouted out his heart.

"No, change it."

"It's going to be numb!" Little glutinous rice grabbed his shirt and pulled hard, "it's going to be numb!"

Joan hasn't been home for two consecutive weeks. The project is in the late stage. She needs to be in charge. She's too busy to do anything.

As a family member, mujingxi naturally sympathized with her and didn't disturb her during this time.

Every night when I talk to her on the phone, I hear her tired and tired voice.

Heartache, but I can't share it for her.

I can only wait for her at home. When she finishes her work, go home and have a look.

Little glutinous rice can't help it. This time, you have to see Ma Ma when you say anything.

Otherwise, she will cry!

"Whoa, whoa..."

Two small hands, cover your eyes, a small mouth, and start howling.

Mu Jingxi smiled, "don't pretend to cry, Qiao xiaonuo."

Little glutinous rice: "

Eh!

Did you wear it?

She flattened her mouth, was sad and cried.

Seeing her tears, Mu Jingxi smiled and hurriedly coaxed, "well, Dad teased you, don't cry. It's not beautiful to cry again. "

"Wuwu... Do you want hemp?"

Mu Jingxi was really embarrassed. "It's not whether dad can give you numbness, but that you really don't have time. Let's not disturb her work so that she won't be distracted, you know? "

"Wuwu... I don't know. Little Glutinous Rice doesn't know anything."

Reasoning with children is the most desperate thing.

Because she can't listen to anything.

"Dad, try your best, okay?" Mu Jingxi sighed and compromised.

Little glutinous rice stopped crying and nodded his head implicitly, "Hmm!"

In the evening, Mu Jingxi called Joan and told her that little glutinous rice had a cold.

Joan was very worried. She learned that little glutinous rice wanted to see her. She knew her mother. Joan knew that little glutinous rice was the most vulnerable when she was ill.

It's also the one who needs company most.

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