Mu Xing thought her little uncle wanted to eat it, so she generously gave it to him. She put her hand into the gift box, took it out again, and stared at the words on the package, "Hot at three points, this should be spicy."

Fu Lingxiao: "..."

He took the things from the little girl's hands again, threw them back into the gift box together with the things in his hands, and closed the lid.

Mu Xing looked at the man sadly, "...You don't give me water or food to eat. Uncle, you are too much!"

"These things are not for food." The man's face was sullen, and his deep voice was filled with anger that he wanted to hit someone.

Mu Xing pursed her lips in displeasure, "You think I don't know how to read, don't you? It says strawberry flavor and spicy. It's not about what I'm eating. You just deliberately didn't let me eat it and bullied me."

"

Fu Lingxiao lowered his brows. How dare this little heartless person say that he bullied her?

He really wanted to demonstrate all these things on her and let her know what real bullying is!

The phone left aside vibrated. Fu Lingxiao held back his anger and grabbed the phone, opened it, glanced at it, stood up and walked out of the room.

When he came back with the medical kit and clothes, he saw that the gift box had been opened and the contents were all dumped on the sofa. The little girl had already opened one of the items and was studying it with a frown.

His temples jumped twice, and he walked over helplessly, "How is it? Did I lie to you?"

Mu Xing angrily didn't answer, and found something with "Hot Three Points" written on it among the scattered things. He took it apart and found several pieces of black lace inside, connected with several thin straps.

It turned out that it was really not food, she had misunderstood her uncle.

"Uncle didn't lie to me."

She looked at the man with a smile, held up the lace and asked him: "Little uncle, what is this for?"

Fu Lingxiao stared at her with dark eyes, "Wear it."

What to wear?

Mu Xing pulled the lace and studied it for a while, and finally understood its structure. He felt incredible, "Who would wear this? It looks like nothing."

As he spoke, he compared it with his body and shook his head in disgust.

An unintentional movement formed an image in the man's mind that was enough to make his blood boil. He immediately took a deep breath, pulled the lace from the little girl's hand, threw it into the gift box, and quickly packed it away on the sofa.

Throw things out the door.

The door slammed shut, shutting out the images in my mind.

The bandage on Mu Xing's hand got soaked with water during the shower. Fu Lingxiao helped her put the bandage back on, took out her pajamas from the bag and put them on for her, pulled off the bath towel inside, carried her to the bed, and stuffed her into the quilt.

.

"I'm going to take a shower."

Pressing a kiss on the little girl's forehead, he strode into the bathroom.

When I came out of the cold shower, the little man on the bed was already asleep, with his eyes closed and his sleeping face looking very cute and cute.

He lifted the quilt, lay down on the bed, pressed the switch on the bedside, closed the curtains and lights, and gently lifted the little man into his arms. The faint scent of milk lingered in his nostrils, and he was addicted to the smell.

He buried his head and tasted the girl very carefully.

All the emotions finally turned into a restrained sigh in the darkness: "I really want you, little one..."

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The early morning sunlight was blocked by tightly-fitting curtains.

The room was dark, and Mu Xing woke up in the arms of a man on the king-size bed.

The man seemed to be still sleeping, and his even breathing could be heard. She carefully held the hand around her waist, but before she could take it away, a force suddenly struck her.

The next moment, she was pressed down by the man domineeringly.

"Uncle, are you awake?"
Chapter completed!