Old antique?

Is he very old?

Is he antique?

Fu Lingxiao looked at the young girl in his arms and realized for the first time that the age gap was still so unexpected, and his face became more and more gloomy: "Butler Liu!"

Butler Liu rushed over and said, "Young Master, what's wrong?"

The man turned cold and said coldly: "Take all these things away!"

Butler Liu glanced at it briefly and found that it was all expensive tonics. He couldn't help but feel a pity, but he still did it and quickly packed it up and threw it into the trash can.

The annoying things on the ground were cleaned up, and the man's face looked a little better. He pinched the little girl's tender face and warned: "Don't accept his things again in the future, have you heard?"

The man pinched it a little hard, and Mu Xing frowned in pain, "I heard, uncle, it hurts."

"Who made you disobedient? Have I told you that you are not allowed to accept things given by others?"

Every time this little thing said to her, she agreed to it better than anyone else, but she turned around and forgot that she must let her have a good memory!

Mu Xing squinted his mouth, "I remember, I won't know how to do it in the future. Uncle, it really hurts."

Seeing tears in the little girl's eyes, Fu Lingxiao still let go of her fingers. He had already pinched a red mark on the little girl's white and tender face. He stroked her fingertips with her heartache, and her tone was cold, "I will hit you with a spank when I get home!"

It was so fierce that before I could beat it, Mu Xing's little butt had already started to feel hallucinated.

He got into the man's arms and hugged him and acted coquettishly, "Little uncle, don't hit me, I will be obedient."

Fu Lingxiao couldn't stand the little girl acting coquettishly, and her heart was already soft, and she pretended to be cold, "It's useless to act coquettishly. Kid Qiao Muxing, your credit for me is already zero."

“…”

Mu Xing pouted and looked up at the man. He wanted to ask him if kissing is useful.

But when she thought of what Lan Xuan said to her, she instantly gave up the idea and felt depressed.

He came out of the man's arms without saying a word and ran away.

Fu Lingxiao:???

She is still angry?

Isn't the person who should be angry?

Fu Lingxiao chuckled helplessly and stood up to follow.

Lan Xuan was completely ignored again, so angry that she almost smashed the teacup.

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The slender girl stood by the lotus pond.

In the lotus pond, two carp are playing among the lotus leaves.

The girl's eyes were low, looking at it intently, as if she was meditating.

When Fu Lingxiao found the little girl, he saw such a picture. He was clearly the most lively and lively person, but at this time he was as quiet as a painting.

The sun sets and the night falls slightly, and the delicate figure stands at the intersection of light and darkness, extremely lonely.

Fu Lingxiao's steps accelerated unconsciously, and the girl suddenly turned around, "Little Uncle, you said that unless you tell me in person, don't believe any other news, right?"

What news did the little guy hear again?

Fu Lingxiao frowned slightly and nodded, "Yes."

With a positive answer, a bright smile appeared on Mu Xing's face, and he rushed over and threw himself into the man's arms, "Little uncle, little uncle, little uncle..."

The little man in his arms kept calling out, but Fu Lingxiao keenly felt her uneasiness.

What she seemed to be confirming to him?

Fu Lingxiao let go of his arms, held the little girl's face in both hands, leaned over and kissed her.

Starting from the lips, turning deeper, lip and teeth intertwined, and tried their best to hook them...

Gentle and patient, soothe the little girl's anxiety.

It was not until the little girl completely relaxed that Fu Lingxiao slowly let go of her and put her forehead on her, "Can you tell me now, what have you heard again?"

Mu Xing bent his beautiful lips, "It doesn't matter anymore."

It doesn’t matter what Lan Xuan said. She only believes what her uncle said. She said that she will not fall in love with Lan Xuan now, nor will she in the future.

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it, but don't think about it."

“Yeah.”

Fu Lingxiao held Mu Xing's hand and walked slowly back.

Mu Xing remembered another question, turned to look at the man and asked, "Uncle, do you treat me as your sister?"

younger sister?

Fu Lingxiao frowned, but she could think of it, why didn't she say he treat her as his daughter?

He reached out and flicked the little girl's forehead, "I don't need a sister."

Mu Xing touched his forehead and asked again: "Why is that little uncle so kind to me?"

Fu Lingxiao asked back without answering: "Then why are you good to me?"

Mu Xing replied without hesitation: "I like my uncle."

Fu Lingxiao's heart suddenly jumped, incredible, what did the little thing say...

Like him?

He stopped, stared into Mu Xing's eyes, and solemnly asked her: "Mu Xing, do you know what it means to like?"

Mu Xing nodded, shook his head again, a little confused: "I know, but Qiongbao said that what I said like is not the same as what she said likes. She said there are many kinds of likes. Feelings are very complicated things. I will understand it until I meet someone I like."

Sure enough, I still don't understand.

Fu Lingxiao sighed in his heart.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mu Xing shook his hand and asked, "The little uncle hasn't answered me yet, why are he so kind to me?"

As night was approaching, the fog rose in the distant mountains, the man looked over with a deep look, "You will know when the fog dissipates."

Mu Xing: "What?"

Fu Lingxiao held the little girl's flesh hand tightly and continued to walk forward, "Go back to have a meal."

Mrs. Fu and Lan Xuan were already in the dining room. Fu Lingxiao and Mu Xing fell down and started feeding her without hesitation, but they didn't hug her and feed her like they did at home.

Seeing that the two of them were so loving, Mrs. Fu was so happy that she ate an extra bowl of supper.

Lan Xuan resisted the anger of turning the table over. After finally finishing her supper, she immediately said goodbye and left. If she stayed there, she was really afraid that she would explode.

Mu Xing chatted with Mrs. Fu for more than an hour, and Mrs. Fu reluctantly let them go back.

Back to the manor.

The man carried the little girl back to the room and pressed her directly on her leg.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

"I said I'm going home and spanking you. Do you think I'm joking?"

As the man said, his big palm had already landed on the little girl's round buttocks, and he slapped three times.

It is soft and elastic, and the feel is too good.

I couldn't help but beat the little girl three times before I picked up the little girl, "Does it hurt?"

The last three strokes controlled the force, but he used the force in the first three strokes, and he was ruthless.

Mu Xing sags his little mouth, "It hurts."

Fu Lingxiao chuckled and pinched her cheek, "It hurts and remembers it."

At this time, the ringtone of the cell phone suddenly came from the schoolbag that was thrown aside. Fu Lingxiao took the schoolbag over, took out the cell phone and handed it to Mu Xing.

Mu Xing saw the caller ID and immediately connected: "Qiongbao!"
Chapter completed!