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Hit Momo and miss life 3

Yi Qian seemed to notice his frequent distractions, and when she was coaxing Yi Xianni to have some free time, she leaned over and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Li Qingshen retracted his wandering eyes and shook his head lightly.

Then, three days later, grandma and her new husband returned to Li's house.

Li Qingshen didn't have anything to do that day, so he agreed to Bo Chong'er to go to Bo's manor to play with blocks with her.

Because the driver went to pick up grandma, Li Qingshen was waiting at home.

After finally waiting for the driver, the door opened, and the first thing that jumped out was a little girl. She was still wearing a beautiful princess dress, light green, this time she lost a bud, and she still had the same pair of elves under her neat hair.

The big eyes that usually attract people looked at Li Zhai, then turned around and shouted to the people in the car: "Great-grandfather, this home is so beautiful. When I grow up, I also want a villa like this!"

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Li Qingshen recognized this little girl at a glance as the little girl he met at her grandmother's wedding.

At this time, Li Nian and Wen Jiaren had already greeted them, and grandma and her husband also got out of the car. Ling Momo's great-grandfather glanced at Ling Momo, called her to his side, and asked her to say hello to Li Nian and Wen Jiaren.

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The girl still had that cute and cute expression, blinking her eyes, smiling sweetly, her shallow dimples looming in the sunlight, and her voice was crisp.

The last one refers to him, "Momo, call me uncle."

Ling Momo pouted but did not open her mouth. She tilted her head and looked at him for a long time before she said, "Uncle."

Li Qingshen nodded towards her.

Then Li Nian and Wen Jiaren greeted everyone into the house.

"Young Master, please get in the car. I will take you to Bo's Manor now." The driver reminded from the side.

Li Qingshen looked at the little girl disappearing at the door of the house, suddenly shook her head, and said calmly: "Call Miss Beloved and tell me I will come over in the afternoon."

"Yes, young master." The driver responded and did as he was told, and he walked back into the house.

He didn't like to talk much, he just sat aside, took the newspaper, and pretended to read it as if nothing had happened. In fact, he couldn't read a word at all, and his eyes kept drifting towards her from time to time.

She walked around the house, curiously touching everything she saw.

Li Qingshen had been staring at the little girl. When he saw the little girl getting closer and closer to him, he could clearly feel his body tightening.

The little girl walked to the table not far from him and looked at a peach-shaped porcelain on it. She tilted her head and looked at it for a long time, then turned her head and happened to see him sitting on the hanging chair.

Perhaps she was curious about the hanging chair he was sitting on, so she walked up to him with her short legs, looked up at him for a while, then grabbed his pants and climbed into his arms.

There was a faint milky fragrance on her body, and it was soft and warm. Li Qingshen's fingers trembled, and his mind went blank. He actually forgot to push her away, letting her sit in his arms, and then stretched out his hand.

, shook the hanging rope of the hanging chair, the hanging chair began to swing, and she giggled.

Li Qingshen's ears were filled with her clear laughter. Looking at the delicate face so close, he felt dazed for a while, and his heartbeat became faster and faster. The fourteen-year-old Li Qingshen had just grown up, and gradually...

I felt my throat was a little dry and couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva.


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