Chapter 251 is like this, very good!

  Qiao Mu was very anxious, the little girl yelled "Second Uncle" with a strong nasal voice on the phone, and then started sobbing.

  It hurts for him.

  Learning that Ling Zihuan was in the palace suite of the Water Town Hotel, Qiao Mu didn't even check in, so he went straight to the elevator with his suitcase.

On the   Xing Palace suite floor, Qiao Mu walked out of the elevator while pushing his suitcase, and quickly found the room where Ling Zihuan was located according to the sign.

  The door of the room was hidden, and he did not hesitate to push the door and enter.

  Just two steps, I heard Ling Zihuan's soft whisper, "Wood, it hurts..."

  Qiao Mu: "!!!"

  He stabilized his mind, threw the suitcase at the door, and when he stepped into the spacious living room, he saw Ling Zihuan lying on the sofa rolling around, with a blanket on his body.

  As for Mu Yi, he squatted in front of her, holding a warm baby with a small yellow figure in his hand, pulling the wrapping paper.

   Perceiving the unfamiliar breath in the room, Mu Yi moved for a while, his eyebrows curled, and the moment he saw Qiao Mu, he was in a trance for a moment.

  How could the Second Young Master Qiao be in the Imperial Capital? !

  Qiao Mu and his eyes met in the air, short beards, as if the blades collided and the soldiers met each other.

   did not win or lose, because Mu Yi took the lead and looked down.

  He put the warm baby on the coffee table casually, got up and walked towards Qiao Mu. When standing in front of him, his attitude was polite, "Second Young Master."

   "Yeah." Qiao Mu replied, his eyes fell on the warm baby, and he vaguely guessed the little girl's "sickness".

  That thing is generally only used when girls have dysmenorrhea.

  Ling Zihuan heard the movement, turned over, and crouched on the sofa for a glance. When he saw Qiao Mu, his mouth was aggrieved, "Second Uncle..."

  Mu Yi pressed her lips when she heard her soft call, "Second Young Master, Miss Ling is not feeling well, please help me take care of it. I will go to the film and television base first."

  After finishing speaking, he walked towards the door without waiting for Qiao Mu to speak, leaving only a cold and proud figure.

  The moment he closed the door, Mu Yi's eyes were drooping, leaving only a dark gray.

  This is good.

  Since the beginning, I know that identity is a gap that cannot be crossed.

  Even if I like it, I only dare to put it in the corner of my heart.

  That’s it, everything is fine.

  ……

   After Mu Yi left, Qiao Mu raised his eyebrows and put away the gloom on his handsome face.

   "Second Uncle..." The little girl called back faintly, and also called back his floating thoughts.

  Qiao Mu casually threw the windbreaker aside, walked to the sofa, bent over and probed her forehead, "What's the matter?"

  Ling Zihuan looked at him grievously, rubbing her abdomen under the blanket, "My stomach hurts..."

  Qiao Mu sighed for a while, with helplessness, but also with rejoicing after the fright.

  He just heard her cry, and his heart was flustered.

  In the short distance from the lobby to the suite, he made countless assumptions, fearing that she would have an accident and that she would be hurt.

  It’s so ridiculous that he, Qiao Er, had such a frightening day.

Qiao Mu helped Ling Zihuan up, then sat down on the sofa, put her arms around the shoulders of the little girl, and brought her into her arms, slowly pressing her palms on her lower abdomen, "Second uncle will rub you for a while. It doesn't hurt anymore."

  Ling Zi Huanyi was in Qiao Mu's arms, this posture was a bit intimate and a bit ambiguous.

  She blinked, her dark pupils fell on the palm of his hand rubbing his lower abdomen, a little shy in the mist, even though there was a blanket of blankets, there was still a touch of heat coming in.

   is amazing!

  His technique is neither light nor heavy, as if it can really relieve abdominal pain.

  (End of this chapter)