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438. Chapter 438 You Are My Little Apple 1

Under the refraction of the sun, the smile on his innocent face was dazzling even more than the sun.

That simple look of complete trust made him feel ashamed for his behavior just now.

Feeling the small hand in his hand, his heart seemed to beat a little.

How could a child be so innocent to endure the things that happened in their adult world? Besides, he was still Xiaoran's child, the innocent Chinese girl who once made his heart beat.

He held his hand tightly, sweating over what he had just thought.

"So do you like it here?"

"I like it, it's just..." Mommy must be worried that she came here so selfishly!

"Just what?"

He struggled in his heart for a long time. "I miss my mommy and sisters. If..." He sensitively felt that the words he said later would be in vain, but...

Mi Xizhe smiled, and the sunlight reflected through the fine hair, making him look even brighter and more handsome.

"Come, daddy will teach you how to play golf." He changed the subject easily. He would never let them know that he was here.

Otherwise, all opportunities will be wasted.

"Here, pick up the club like this, put the ball here, and hit the center of the ball gently. Like this, keep an eye on it."

He picked up the club and hit the ball into the hole at once.

Musheng watched the ball go into the hole naturally and couldn't help but applaud. "Dad, that's great."

Misizhe ruffled his hair, thinking how nice it would be if he were not his son, or not so much like him.

"Come, daddy will teach you how to play ball." Every time he heard his son call him daddy so affectionately, he felt relieved from the bad temper he had felt over the years.

One side is playing ball in a relaxed manner, while the other side is in a hurry.

In the small police station, a lot of big shots gathered today.

Cassifer's roar shook the whole base. "You mean to let him run away? And you haven't chased him yet."

"No, Master Phil. I didn't catch up..."

His lack of confidence in his voice clearly gave him away.

"Say it again." His voice was lowered, but it made people feel cold from the soles of their feet.

The policeman didn't dare to speak anymore. He really regretted not chasing him.

I didn't expect his father to be so rich. Apart from the royal family, his family is the richest in Dubai.

If I had known that he would be left here even if he died of exhaustion, he might have been able to make further progress in his official career.

Now that I'm fine, I'm afraid my job to make a living is gone.

The director hurriedly stepped forward to correct him. "Mr. Phil, don't be angry, I will fire him immediately. I promise to help you find your young master."

"It's your business to fire him. If you don't find him, there's no need to open your police station."

After Loki finished speaking, he turned around and left, and Cassifer also groped his way out.

The director kept bending behind them and bowing, apologizing.

As soon as they left, his expression changed immediately. "You don't have to come to work from tomorrow on."

"Director, I really don't know that kid is his young master. If I knew, I would have brought him back even if I was exhausted."

He regretted it so much that his intestines were blue and useless.

"Have you known it earlier? If everyone in the world had known it earlier, everyone would have been the director, and they wouldn't have let me out."

The man looked at the director's angry expression and could only lament his misfortune.

----------I am the beautiful dividing line-------------

When everyone is going crazy, only here is the most peaceful and happy place.

I planted a seed and it finally grew. Today is a great day.

Pick off the stars and give them to you, pull down the moon and give them to you, let the sun rise for you every day.

Turn into a candle and burn yourself, just to illuminate you.

I will give you everything, as long as you are happy.

You make every tomorrow meaningful to me. Although life is short, I will love you forever and never leave you.

You are my little apple, I can never love you too much,

The red little face warms my heart.

Light the brightest fire in my life, fire fire fire fire.

"Dad, if you dance like this with me, you will throw away all your worries."

Mu Sheng's childish voice sang the song that his mother often sang to him, and his childish dance made everyone laugh.

The servants on the side couldn't help but covered their mouths and laughed softly.

Here, Mi Xizhe can speak Chinese after taking tutoring, but he can't even speak English.

Although I don’t understand what he sings, it’s very fun to watch his little little person’s funny dance and twist of his little body.

It was the first time for Mi Xizhe to hear such a messy song. To be honest, given his status, he really would not sing such a song.

But looking at his expectant eyes, he opened his mouth and slowly began to sing along.

After singing it once, I found that I felt really much better.

Musheng pulled him up from the sofa. "Dad, you dance with me."

He twisted his neck, bent over, and occasionally kicked his legs. He sang particularly funny songs that sounded like nursery rhymes.

Mi Xizhe raised his hands and twisted his legs in embarrassment at first, and finally danced while singing. The more he danced, the better he became. The more he sang, the more catchy he became.

I gradually fell in love with this song and found that it can actually relieve stress.

The servants all started to dance when they saw the young master, and they couldn't help but follow him.

Then slowly it became everyone dancing together.

Misizhe also couldn't help but learn to sing in Dubai dialect, and the servants behind him also sang along.

You are my little apple, I can never love you too much.

The red little face warms my heart.

Light the brightest fire in my life, fire fire fire fire.

After everyone finished dancing, they realized that it was only an hour later, and things that had been suppressed in their hearts for a long time seemed to be relieved a lot.

"Dad, do you feel better?"

He was wearing an Italian handmade dark blue suit with red and blue shirts underneath.

Wearing jeans underneath, and German pure handmade cowhide leather shoes on the soles of the feet.

The deep eyes and long, curly eyelashes on his handsome face make people want to pluck them out one by one.

The slightly curly brown hair gives the whole person a lazy aura.

A hint of jealousy flashed through the deep eyes on Mi Xizhe's handsome face, Phil, why do you have everything I want to have?

The jealousy disappeared in a flash, and he held him in his arms. "Who taught you to dance?"

"My mom taught me how to dance. Every time she has troubles, she dances to this song to talk about relieving stress."

Is it Xiaoran? This song really fits her innocent and a little bit of a personality.

Xiaoran, your father has taught his children so well, how can I bear to hurt him?

"Dad, do you still have a headache? Let me rub it for you." He said and rubbed his forehead with his little hands.

The moment the warm touch of the fleshy little hand touched him, he took his hand away fiercely.

Musheng's eyes flashed with sadness. "Dad, don't you like Musheng?"

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