She felt that she was crazy. She had just thought of him and now she thought he was the child's father.

I can't help but raise my hand and rub my temples. I think I must be too tired recently.

She didn't want to see that man in her life. No matter what he looks like, as long as he colludes with Mo Qingxue, he is not a good man.

"Do you have a headache?"

Li tingjue saw her pressing her head and asked with concern.

Angela also found it, so she sat up. "I'm sleepy, millet. I must be sleepy, too."

In fact, she prefers to call her Xiaoyan than her aunt and Mommy, because she thinks mommy's name is very nice.

Li Ting absolutely agreed, so he raised his hand, "help me."

Mo Qingyan came over with a wheelchair and helped him sit on it.

Angela Jue her small mouth and looked at Li tingjue, "corn, can you hold ANN in the future?"

She likes daddy's one handed hug best. That's one of her favorite things in her dream. Unfortunately, she has never seen daddy, and she can't mention it in front of Mommy.

Li tingjue reached out and touched her head, "even if my uncle's feet won't be well, I can hold you."

So he fished her over and sat on his lap. Then a big one and a small one swept their eyes at her.

She knows that she can only push these two.

Out of the gym and passing by the living room, Mrs. Li sat there drinking milk in her pajamas. When they came out, they smiled.

"I'll stay here tonight, Angela. How about sleeping with grandma?"

The old lady likes the little girl very much. Another purpose is that she doesn't want her to disturb Li tingjue and have her own real grandchildren as soon as possible.

Angela's little face wrinkled. Although she also likes beautiful grandma, she has a habit of touching Mimi to sleep.

Two big eyes as bright as purple grapes swept to Mrs. Li's chest.

"Beautiful grandma, I can't sleep until I touch my Mimi. Can you let me touch it?"

Old lady Li looked at her shriveled regiments. I'm afraid they weren't suitable. She was at her age and had nothing to touch. So he smiled awkwardly, "Oh, you'd better sleep with your little aunt."

Then he asked the servant to help her up and went upstairs to bed.

And Li tingjue, seeing old lady Li shy twice a night, thought it was very interesting. The little girl in her arms is really an expert. Even the old lady can't stand it.

Angela came to his ear, "millet, isn't the beautiful grandma without Mimi? Ann doesn't. But the Mimi of Xiaoyan is the most fragrant and soft, bigger than mother Li's."

Then she looked at Mo Qingyan and stared at her with a black face. Anyway, there are millet and beautiful grandma. She has a backer. She doesn't dare to beat her.

Mo Qingyan's face suddenly turned red. The little girl's mouth could never be controlled and said everything. And she couldn't teach her. She didn't understand it. She just kept asking her.

"Why? Why?" would be bored to death by her.

So she could only push the two into the elevator with a red face, and Li tingjue looked at her with a smile.

She couldn't stand it and looked back.

"Children's words can't be trusted."

And Li tingjue smiled quietly, "I haven't touched it. I don't know how old I am?"

Mo Qingyan thinks he shouldn't be here. These two guys, the small ones are not sensible, and the big ones are the same. Think about how she feels? Did her two regiments provoke them?

Do they care about size? It's her. Don't think of anyone.

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