Blue feather butterfly saw them standing at the door and didn't mean to go in. She smiled and took Angela's little hand.

"Let's go. This is Grandma's home. Your father grew up here when he was a child."

Three little steamed stuffed buns followed her into the house. The decoration inside was very beautiful, with large crystal chandeliers and dazzling lights. There was a fireplace and a white kitten lying on the soft carpet. Angela blinked.

"Grandma, your house is so beautiful."

Her sweet and waxy voice floated in the house and looked particularly beautiful.

Angela walked to the kitten. The kitten opened her blue eyes warily and stared at her. Her little mouth tooted slightly.

"Don't be afraid, cat. I like you and want to play with you."

Two little steamed stuffed buns came to her quickly, afraid that she would be scratched by the cat. Angela held it in her arms and touched its head. The white cat was much quieter and closed her eyes again.

Blue feather butterfly is very surprised. Xiao Yaner usually doesn't want anyone except him. She can't even touch it if she wants to. But Angela held it, and it was not angry.

Just then, the sound of wheels rolling, and then the little smoke "meow" jumped out of Angela's arms and jumped onto a man in a wheelchair.

It rubbed the man with its snow-white body. The three little steamed stuffed buns looked at him and thought he looked a little like xiaojue, but his smile was more sunny.

Small must be cold, small must not love to laugh.

"Who are you?"

Angela asked crisply, and the ice and sunshine wondered whether he was daddy's brother.

Blue feather butterfly smiled. "It's called uncle. He's your daddy's brother."

The three little steamed stuffed buns nodded and their eyes were still on him. The hair on his forehead was very long and covered one side of his eyes. He smiled very well, like a blooming flower.

"Uncle."

The three called him together, and he raised his hand and waved to them.

"Well, come here. This is a small cigarette. Do you like it very much?"

Hearing the little white cat calling Xiaoyan, Angela covered her mouth and smiled, "Xiaoyan is our mommy."

At this point, the smile on the man's face disappeared, and the blue feather butterfly looked tight and interrupted them.

"After dinner, are you three hungry?"

Then she went and took Angela's little hand. "Grandma will take you to wash your hands."

Angela looked at her uncle and went to wash her hands. The ice and the sun nodded at the man and went to wash her hands.

In the living room, the man holds the cat. There is no expression on his handsome face? He stroked the cigarette and looked at the mural in the distance.

……

Li tingjue kept close to Mo Qingyan and kissed her hand again and again. His narrow eyes narrowed slightly and rubbed her hand with his face.

"Xiaoyan, you must get better. I won't leave you again, never again."

Looking at Master Li's sad appearance, the servant couldn't help feeling that Master Li was very kind to the princess. Such a man guarding in front of the hospital bed is really a beautiful scenery.

She stood not far away, watching, listening to his confession to the princess, and couldn't help praying secretly.

"I hope God can bless the princess to get better. She must be good and stay with young master Li for a long time."

At this time, Yan Yu's phone called. He took a look and quickly connected it.

"Why not answer the phone?"

Yan Yu looked at the coldness across his eyes. If he hadn't knocked on the door of the laboratory, he didn't know he was looking for him.

"I was doing an experiment, so I didn't hear it."

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