"Tell me why you skipped class today. Teacher Wei called and said you didn't go to school!"
A stern voice came from the living room. Long Qingyue was sitting on the sofa, her slender legs elegantly folded together, but her expression was very serious.
Standing in front of him was a little boy over four years old. The boy lowered his head and had fair skin. His slightly long bangs covered his bright and clear black eyes, and his pink lips were pursed stubbornly.
, the little hands on his sides were clenched tightly into fists.
"Don't say that? Mother Liu, take him to the solitary room and don't give him food at night until he admits his mistake." After Long Qingyue finished speaking, he stood up and walked out of the living room.
Returning to the room, he tiredly pulled off his tie and reached out to the drawer at the end of the couch to look through the photo out of habit. His dark eyes were slightly moist. The girl in the photo was smiling very brightly, and her bright eyes were almost bent into shape.
The crescent moon, long hair flying in the air, so beautiful...
His fingers gently stroked the young face in the photo, and gently placed it on the left chest closest to the heart.
It’s been five years, Nuan Xin, how are you doing?
There was a sudden knock on the door outside the room. Long Qingyue quickly received the photo, wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes, sat up, and his face regained its previous indifference, "Come in!"
Leng Chen opened the door and walked in, his expression slightly unnatural.
"Just tell me if you have anything to say!" Long Qingyue said coldly. Ever since Mu Nuanxin left five years ago, his whole person has changed. Although he was also very cold before, he was not like this now. The coldness seemed to be
It radiates from the inside out, making people feel chilly when they see it.
"Master, actually the reason why the young master skipped class today is because... the school has a mother-child class today..." Leng Chen said softly, and his heart couldn't help but tremble slightly when he thought of the woman.
Long Qingyue's body suddenly froze, and a trace of pain flashed in her black eyes.
"The young master is probably afraid that you will be sad if he mentions Miss Mu...that's why he refuses to tell you the truth."
"I understand, get out!" Long Qingyue finished speaking and quickly walked to the bathroom.
Leng Chen turned around and left the room, sighing silently in his heart. Although the father and son didn't say anything, they missed the girl equally...
In the bathroom, Long Qingyue turned on the faucet to the maximum, took cold water in his hand and splashed it on his face. Only in this way could he make himself look less embarrassed...
In confinement!
The moonlight was hazy, and the silver moonlight shone in through the small glass window, shrouding the little man sitting on the couch in the moonlight.
Long Muli's appearance combines all the advantages of Long Qingyue and Mu Nuanxin. He has an alluring appearance at a young age, and every aspect seems to be carefully crafted. His skin is as tender as gelatin, and he has a pair of black eyes.
The eyes are clear and bright!
However, there was a melancholy in those beautiful black eyes that was inconsistent with his age.
He didn't skip class on purpose. Although the things taught by the teacher were of no use to him, in order to reassure his father, he was still willing to take those boring classes and hang out with those stupid little guys.
Who would have known that at only four years old, he had already completed his university studies.
In the mother-child parenting class at school today, although his IQ is very high, he is still a child after all, a child who needs maternal love, so when he saw other children nestling in their mother's arms and acting coquettishly, he was sad.
That's why he left school silently, without even saying hello to the teacher.
When his father found him, he was sitting in a toy store in a daze. His father was very angry at the time and asked him why he skipped class, but he couldn't tell...
Because he knows that when he mentions his mother, his father will be even sadder than him...
Although he never mentioned anything about his mother in front of him, and never showed him pictures of his mother, he still knew that his father loved his mother very much...
Mom, where are you?
Don't you even miss us?
Long Qingyue took a shower, changed into clean home clothes, and then walked to a room not far from his room, with a gentle smile unconsciously showing on her lips.
Knocking gently on the door, he opened the door and walked in...
This room is a standard princess room, with light pink curtains, pink floral wallpaper, a pink princess couch with a cute pink gauze curtain, the floor is covered with hellokitty mats, and a small figure
He was sitting in the middle of the room, playing with a toy in his hands.
When Yin Xuan saw him, she immediately wanted to say hello to him, but he stopped her...
"Mianmian, what are you doing?" Long Qingyue slowly walked towards her daughter, her voice soft.
When Long Mumian heard her father's voice, she immediately turned around, looked at her father with her dark eyes in surprise, opened her little arms cutely, and said, "Big brother, hug...hug!"
Long Qingyue sat on the floor without hesitation, stretched out his hands to hold her soft and small body in his arms, her body had a special milky scent, it smelled very good, and it made him tense up.
His nerves instantly relaxed, his heart felt soft, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.
Five years ago, Mianmian was injured by that vicious woman Rong Dong'er, causing him to suffocate. Fortunately, Mu Nuanxin discovered it in time and took the correct first aid measures, which narrowly saved Mianmian's life.
Later, after Ling Shaobai's rescue, although Mianmian was able to escape successfully, the suffocation of just a few dozen seconds still caused irreparable damage to the little girl.
When she was just born, she was in a coma for two months before she woke up. Since then, her development has been very slow. She is much smaller than Mu Li, who was born at the same time. She also speaks later. She is already over four years old and has difficulty speaking.
I don’t know very well, and I don’t know how to put on my own clothes. I need help with everything I do.
Moreover, what worries him the most is that her resistance is very weak and she is easily infected and sick. She has been sick countless times since she was a child. Even a simple cold and cough will quickly turn into pneumonia, and it will quickly become more serious.
Development in a bad direction.
He remembered that one time, she accidentally kicked off the quilt in the middle of the night. That time, she almost lost her life. He stayed by her bedside and saved her for seven days and seven nights.
Therefore, every time Mianmian fell ill, he felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy and did not dare to be careless...
After that, he hired several tutors for Mianmian, who took turns watching her for twenty hours.
Mianmian can't come into contact with other children yet. She will get sick every time she comes into contact with her. Anyone who wants to get close to her must be clean and washed, so except for Mu Li, she doesn't even have a friend...
"Big... I want to..." Mianmian stretched out her soft little hand to protest her father's inattention.
Long Qingyue finally came back to her senses, held her soft little hand, looked at her daughter and said softly, "Dad is thinking about which story to tell Mianmian today!"
After hearing this, Mianmian immediately laughed happily, twisted her little body and crawled out of her father's arms, picked up a storybook on the ground, and started flipping through it carefully.
Long Qingyue looked at her daughter with soft eyes. Although she and Mu Li were twins, she looked nothing like her brother. She looked very much like Mu Nuanxin, even with her thick and thick hair.
, are exactly the same as her, and their eyes are equally clear and bright.
He didn't know how many nights he sat on his daughter's couch and watched her sleeping face until dawn. When he realized it, his face was already wet with tears...
Thinking of those heartbreaking days, the pain in his chest is still so obvious...
Sometimes, he also suspected that Mianmian's condition was related to him and Mu Nuanxin being siblings, but Ling Shaobai denied it for him. He said that although Mianmian seemed to be stunted and stupid, in fact
Her IQ is no lower than other children of the same age.
She just can't express herself and has few contacts with people, so she naturally appears to be simpler than other children.
Mianmian flipped through the storybook carefully. Soon, her eyes lit up and she pointed at one of the pages and said, "Baibai..."
Long Qingyue immediately retracted her thoughts and looked down. It turned out to be Mianmian's favorite song "Snow White"
He immediately put his little princess on his lap and sat down, then picked up the storybook, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and began to tell her the story of Snow White...
The soft light shrouded the father and daughter together. The smile at the corner of Long Qingyue's mouth made his usually cold facial lines look soft and charming. His voice was magnetic and pleasant. Mian Mian blinked her dark eyes to see.
She looked at her father with infinite attachment to him in her eyes.
Yin Xuan sat on the side, looking at the father and daughter with a smile, her eyes were unconsciously attracted to Long Qingyue. Not only did five years not make any changes in his appearance, but it made him more calm.
She had never seen a man more handsome than him, and her heartbeat began to speed up unconsciously...
Only when facing his daughter, Long Qingyue would shed his cold and hard exterior. Who would have known that the head of the Dragon Empire, the most famous arms dealer in the world, would have such a warm side.
After Long Qingyue finished reading the story, he looked at the cute sleeping face of the girl in his arms, and his heart felt so soft. He carefully put down the storybook in his hand, and carefully picked up his daughter, as if he was holding the most important treasure in the world.
He carefully placed her on the couch, then pulled the small quilt to cover her.
Just as Yin Xuan was about to come over, he waved her to leave. Today he will stay with his daughter in person...
He sat on the head of the couch and looked at his daughter's little face. The girl's plain little face unconsciously appeared in his mind, and he was flooded with thoughts...
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Europe!
Lou family!
Mo Mo touched up the last drawing, then moved his stiff neck and looked at the time hand, which was already pointing to the early morning.
She carefully put away the design drafts, then stood up and walked back to the bedroom. Looking at the big white couch, a shy smile appeared on her lips unconsciously.
Lou Qi hasn't come back yet. This is a rare situation. Ever since she came to live at Lou's house, he has gone home early every day...
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