Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

The body has an inertia and wants to fall back.

The pain did not come, and the little glutinous rice was firmly held by a pair of long arms.

The little guy raised his eyes and saw Mu Jingxi. She shouted in surprise, "uncle, why are you here?"

"Uncle missed you, so he came to see you."

These days, I have been busy and have no time to see her.

Little glutinous rice climbed on him like a little splash monkey, "uncle, help."

"What's the matter?" Mu Jingxi held her in his arms and saw Lu Meng catching up.

Lu Meng slammed on the brake and raised her hand angrily behind her, "what, there are mosquitoes, ha ha..."

Two silly dry smiles.

Lu Meng prayed secretly. Mu Jingxi didn't see her raised hand. It was a gesture to beat Xiaomeng.

This is Xiaomeng's father. No matter how bold she is, she doesn't dare to beat her in front of her father!

Although her father doesn't know yet, she is his daughter.

"So late, haven't you rested?"

"Rest now, rest soon." Lu Meng glared at the little glutinous rice, "aunt, go to rest first. You should come to bed soon, you know?"

"OK."

After Lu Meng left, Mu Jingxi took little glutinous rice into the hall and sat down on the sofa.

Little glutinous rice raised his head and blinked curiously, "uncle, aren't you happy?"

"Why do you ask?" Mu Jingxi really has something on his mind.

Joan went to bed early today. When Li Qinghuan was in the official residence, she was always in a fighting state. After Li Qinghuan left, she relaxed.

Maybe she had nightmares because of the pressure in recent days.

In the dream, she was afraid and nervous, shouting pain and don't give birth

Mu Jingxi guessed what nightmare she was having.

At first, when she gave birth to little glutinous rice, it must have hurt a lot, didn't it?

Otherwise, it will not leave a shadow.

Women have children. It's a hell of a way to go. You can imagine the pain.

Wake up the nightmare Joan and coax her to sleep. Mu Jingxi went straight to the villa all night to find little glutinous rice.

Seeing this white, tender, delicate and beautiful little glutinous rice dumpling, Mu Jingxi was filled with emotion.

If only he had been by her side, although he could not share the pain for her, at least he could be by her side at the important moment of her life.

Can also welcome the birth of their baby daughter.

"Uncle, you're not happy." Little glutinous rice raised his paw, touched his handsome face and nodded his eyebrows.

"Ma Ma said that those who frown are unhappy." The little guy said, "don't wrinkle, don't wrinkle."

The five flavors in her mind are that she can't make complaints about her.

But in Mu Jingxi's eyes, little glutinous rice is a particularly lively, lovely and kind child.

Joan educated her very well. It is undeniable that Lu Yin also educated her very well.

Not to say yes or no to make complaints about the little rice, Joe, who loves Jingxi, will also indulge.

Just such a baby daughter, who doesn't spoil her?

"Little glutinous rice, will you go home with your uncle?"

Mu Jingxi's voice was low and haunted with a touch of unspeakable sadness.

He suddenly missed her.

Miss without reason.

Maybe this is blood.

Little glutinous rice tilted his head and thought for a while. He didn't rush to promise, but said, "little glutinous rice wants to say something to Baba, OK?"

"Of course."