Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Teacher Xiaoyun blinked: "Do you want to give Qingqing the doll from the handicraft class?"

Nanzai nodded heavily: "I made this myself, I just want to give it to Qingqing."

Hearing Nanzai's incomparable innocence, Teacher Xiaoyun burst into laughter.

Patting Nan Zai's shoulder, Teacher Xiao Yun smiled apologetically: "Sorry, Mr. Luo, it really took your time, but please give them a little time, these two children are in love in kindergarten. fine."

Glancing at Nanzai, Luo Chenze pursed his lips, showing a hint of displeasure.

What happened today, Luo Chenze didn't want to have anything to do with the Gu family anymore.

Even though Gu Jingchen's son did help Qingqing, Luo Chenze didn't want to soften his heart because of this.

He knew clearly what the consequences of being soft-hearted were.

The words of refusal were about to blurt out when Qingqing tugged at his hand.

Looking down at Qingqing, Luo Chenze raised his eyebrows.

Qingqing gave Luo Chenze a pitiful look, her eyes seemed to be able to speak, smart and clear.

Knowing what this little guy wanted to express, Luo Chenze sighed.

After letting go of Qingqing's hand, Luo Chenze lowered his head and said, "Give you two minutes, I have something urgent."

Qingqing nodded and hurriedly took two steps forward, keeping her eyes on Nanzai.

Teacher Xiaoyun bent down and said softly: "Gu Munan, is there anything you haven't said yet?"

With the encouragement of Teacher Xiaoyun, Nanzai took out the rag doll that was just in his arms and said in a serious voice, "Qingqing, give it to you, I made it myself."

Qingqing smiled, her eyes smiling like stars.

"thanks."

After whispering her thanks, Qingqing took the initiative to hug Nanzai again, showing reluctance.

Nan Zai's face turned red, and his smile became a little silly.

Luo Chenze's mouth twitched.

Does Gu Jingchen have a stupid son?

Looking at Nanzai's red and smiling face, and thinking that he is Gu Jingchen's son, Luo Chenze can't imagine how the father and son's temperaments can be so different.

Bending his lips, Luo Chenze raised his eyebrows lightly, and said nothing, quietly looking at the two little dolls.

Compared with Nanzai's silly music, Qingqing was more worried.

What Qingqing was afraid of was that she might not see Nanzai again after she left.

This matter should be a big deal, otherwise, why would his little uncle come to take him away in a hurry.

It's just that there are ten thousand reluctance in Qingqing's heart.

Nanzai was her first best friend and the first person to stand up for her.

She was also very grateful to Aunt Nansheng in her heart, because of their appearance, Qingqing's days in kindergarten gradually got better.

It's just that things happened so fast, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to play with Aunt Nan Sheng and Nan Zai.

Holding the rag doll carefully, Qingqing's eyes were slightly red, and she forcibly endured the sadness in her heart, showing her little white teeth.

"Nanzai, remember to say goodbye to Aunt Nansheng for me."

"it is good."

Nanzai smiled and replied, "I will definitely tell Mommy."

"When I go to school tomorrow, I'll bring the rice **** that Mommy made for you to eat."

Qingqing bit her lip, feeling very sad.

I'm afraid, Nanzai won't be able to see himself tomorrow.

Without saying this cruel thing to him, Qingqing still nodded: "I'll wait."

Listening to the words of these two little dolls, Teacher Xiaoyun felt more and more wrong.

A little parting sadness and regret?

Shaking his head, Mr. Xiaoyun patted Nanzai on the shoulder: "Nanzai, we should go back too, there are urgent matters at Qingqing's house."

Nanzai stepped aside sensible and smiled at Qingqing: "Then we'll agree, I'll bring you rice **** tomorrow."