Extra: Qingqing Zijin, my heart is 12

"Okay." Xiao Qian nodded suddenly, staring at him, and began to feel a little uneasy and panic:

"I...I didn't know what happened just now. I won't know anything in the future. I'll help you get those little things back."

Murong Jiyang nodded, stopped talking, and bent over and searched in the surrounding open space.

Some small parts were already scattered among the flowers, and he was also searching for them.

Xiao Qian was like him, carefully recovering the small parts from every corner.

However, some things are really small and difficult to find.

But she was looking for it very carefully. This time, she had no displeasure or selfishness anymore. She just hoped that she could help him fulfill his wish.

The scarlet red slid along her fingertips and landed on the ground. Only then did she remember that her palms were always hurting. When she spread her palms and looked, several wounds appeared in her sight in shock. She immediately groaned in pain.

When Murong Jiyang looked up, he happened to see the scarlet hand in her hand. He was slightly stunned and hurriedly stood up and walked towards her, caring and said, "What's going on?"

It was obvious that he was really caring about him. Xiao Qian felt warm and smiled and said, "It's nothing. I was accidentally cut into a small hole just now. Just then I'll just turn around and apply some medicine."

Murong Jiyang glanced at the parts all over the ground before looking at her again, and said warmly: "I'll accompany you to deal with the wound first, these things... go back and pick them up."

She didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

I knew that even if he left now, he would come back later and carefully search every corner and find out the little things.

But, he was willing to take care of himself in this way, and for them, the relationship took another big step forward.

What he said about getting married this time should be true.

...

The dinner was used by Xiaoxiao and Ling Xi, and they refused to accompany the six husbands. They locked the door and spent a rare and quiet warm time for the two of them.

After nightfall, the two of them crawled onto the bed while taking a shower and changing clothes. The man outside finally couldn't help knocking on the door of the new round of room: "Li'er, let me in first, I have a gift for Xiaoxiao."

When she heard that there was a gift to give to herself, Xiaoxiao looked up at Ling Xi, and opened her expectant eyes: "Xiaoxiao wanted a gift."

Ling Xi was a little helpless. After hesitating for a while, he turned over from the bed and walked to the door to open the door.

Chu Han had been standing outside the door for more than two hours. After they woke up from their back, he had been standing there.

The arrogance and conceit in the past have long disappeared in front of the two mothers and daughters. Since Xiaoxiao, the hard thousand-year-old ice has gradually turned into soft and soft fingers.

Sometimes even Ling Xi had to envy him. When he was facing him, he was often as arrogant as a prince, but when he smiled, he suddenly became a slave who obeyed his orders and was still a slander.

Finally, when the door was opened, Chu Han let out a sigh, walked in with a Trojan horse, and reached out to hug Ling Xi.

Ling Xi made a mistake in his steps, easily avoided and turned around and returned to the bed.

Xiaoxiao's excited eyes kept staring at the Trojan horse in Chu Han's hand. Seeing him approaching the bed, she asked in surprise: "What is this? My dear."

"Of course it's a toy for Xiaoxiao to play with." Chu Han put the horse on the ground. Seeing her so excited, he felt relieved and walked to the bed to reach out to her: "Dad, can you be carried by you?"

"Okay." Although Xiaoxiao was a little annoyed, after all, it was the child's mind and he would not have been angry for too long, let alone there were fun things, so it would not be too late to get angry after she finished playing.

Chu Han bent his eyebrows and picked her up, walked to the center of the room and let her sit on the wooden horse.

After Xiaoxiao sat on the horse, he held the two small corners of the horse with his little hands, and his feet were touching everywhere on the foot. His eyes swept the foot of the horse, but he couldn't see the pedal that could make the horse move as soon as he stepped on it.

After stepping on for a long time, she saw that the horse was not moving at all. She looked up at Chu Han and said unhappily: "Why can't it move?"

"You can move when you shake it." Chu Han stretched out his big palm and shook it gently for her. The Trojan horse could indeed move, but it could only shake back and forth on the spot.

At the beginning, Xiaoxiao was quite interested. During the shaking, the laughter gradually became refreshed, but after playing for a stick of incense, his little face gradually collapsed.

This thing can only stagger in place, but cannot be moved. If you play too much, you will feel tired of it.

Looking up at her father who was still very patiently shaking for her, she frowned and said unhappily: "I don't like this thing, I won't play with it."

As he said that, he wanted to get off the Trojan.

Chu Han twitched the corner of his lips, hurriedly held her small body, and said anxiously: "Why isn't it fun anymore? Do you think your father was not shaking hard enough?"

"It can't move." Xiaoxiao stared at him, and his words were full of disgust: "You can move everything from uncle and dad, but you can't move this thing. I don't like you anymore. I won't call you your real father anymore. You are Dad Han."

Now Chu Han was almost broken. Not only did she start calling Uncle Murong Jiyang’s father, but she also said she didn’t want him to be her biological father!

I remember that he had spent so much effort and energy to call him his own father to coax her, but now she was just sending Long Ji away, which made her reluctant to call him his own father, and she even said she was called Dad Han... Dad Han, even her father and dad were not as good as her father.

Xiaoxiao ignored his stunnedness and wanted to turn it down from the horse, but she found that she was not wearing shoes. She looked at her mother leaning on the head of the bed and stared at them, and stretched out her little hand: "Mom, I want to go back to the bed, I don't want to be with Dad Han."

As expected, he called him "Dad Han", Chu Han's face suddenly collapsed, he picked her up and hugged her in his arms, and coaxed her softly: "Xiaoxiao, you have to know that your brother Ji was not sent away by his own father."

"Who sent that away?"

When he heard him mention Long Ji, Xiaoxiao immediately came to his heart. He grabbed his clothes with his little hand and asked anxiously: "Who sent Brother Ji away? Is he father?"

Chu Han hesitated for a moment and struggled slightly in his heart, but in the end the demon in his heart defeated the angel and lit the head:

"It was your father, it was indeed your father who sent Long Ji away. If you don't believe it, you can ask him."

Xiaoxiao suddenly looked like a little lion who was furious. Her thorns opened in an instant, her eyes flashed with anger and reluctance: "Dad sent Brother Ji away. I will never call him dad or call him dad again."

Upon hearing this, Chu Han's entangled eyebrows and eyes finally stretched a little.

It turns out that he is still a cold father. As for being lonely, he is not even a father, and his psychology is slightly balanced.
Chapter completed!