"I don't know."

Mu Jingxi's voice is very light, and there seems to be no emotional ups and downs.

But Joan just knew that he was angry.

She squatted beside him and wanted to touch him with her elbow. Unfortunately, before she touched him, she was reminded by him, "be careful."

Is he worried that he will not pay attention to his discretion and strength, meet him and let him accidentally cut the small glutinous rice?

Thinking of this, Joanne stood up stuffy, went back to the drawing board, picked up the brush and continued to draw.

The state of mind is not as quiet as it was just now.

Irritable emotions, constantly ups and downs, can't restrain.

After cutting his nails, Mu Jingxi pinched his hand to pinch the little glutinous rice, "OK."

Little glutinous rice raised his paw and looked at it. He was very satisfied.

Meng dada stretched his small neck and tweeted on his handsome face, "thank you, uncle ~"

"You're welcome."

Knock, knock, knock.

The door of the ward was knocked.

Mujingxi took a look at the little glutinous rice. "Play with the little glutinous rice yourself. Uncle, go out."

"OK."

Mu Jingxi got up and walked out.

Little glutinous rice slid down the sofa and put his arms behind him. The little adult walked to Joan's side, "Ma Ma, do you have anything to say to little glutinous rice?"

"No."

Hum!

Didn't you hear that just now?

Didn't you want to hear it just now?

Play with Mu Jingxi. What are you doing with her now? She also has dignity and temper.

Mu Jingxi went out and remembered her numbness?

Hum, it's late!

"All right." As soon as the little glutinous rice turned around, he took off his short legs and ran out.

Outside the door, stood Jiang Xun.

Seeing Mu Jingxi coming out, he breathed a sigh of relief, "three young men, your excellency is looking for you."

"Uncle?"

"Yes."

Mu Jingxi nodded gently and was about to leave when little glutinous rice suddenly ran out and hugged his leg.

"Uncle, can you let your little brother play with little glutinous rice?"

Little Naiyin said his thoughts Mengda. How could Mu Jingxi disagree.

The big dry and warm palm fell on her head and gently rubbed it twice, "OK, brother Shaoxi will come to the hospital to play with you in a moment."

"Thank you, uncle!" The watery eyes are as bright as stars.

Mu Jing's spoiled lips, "you're welcome."

…………

Mu's official residence.

The guard came to the main building and wanted to take mu Shaoxi to the Royal Hospital to play with little glutinous rice.

Lin Shuangshuang was supervising mu Shaoxi's calligraphy practice. The arrival of the guard broke the peace.

"Madam, the third young master said he would take the young master Shaoxi to the Royal Hospital." The guard said respectfully.

Mu Shaoxi put down his pen and rubbed his eyes. "Really?"

Why did Mu Jingxi take Shaoxi to the Royal Hospital?

Lin Shuangshuang frowned, "Shaoxi has to practice calligraphy. Tell Jingxi that Shaoxi won't pass."

"But San Shao is still waiting for Shaoxi, young master."

The guard's words made Lin Shuangshuang more dissatisfied. She looked coldly, "Lord of Shaoxi, can't I do it?"

"Sorry, madam, that's not what I mean."

Mu Shaoxi grabbed Lin Shuangshuang's hand and shook it coquettishly, "Mom, Shaoxi wants to see his little uncle, so you can let Shaoxi go to play with him. Will you, mom? "

Lin Shuangshuang looked at mu Shaoxi and couldn't say anything if he refused.

She finally nodded and agreed.

He looked up and asked the guard, "what did Jingxi ask Shaoxi to do in the Royal Hospital?"

"San Shao wants to see the young master, so he told us to take the young master there."

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