The man folded his arms and gently hugged her. His lower jaw pressed against the small antler''s head and rubbed it.


    His voice was hoarse and he smiled and said, "why don''t you respond to my microblog? It''s embarrassing for me."


    Xiang Xingyi was dull: "... How do you know I''m watching."


    "Your microblog is online all the time. Is it still on Xiaobai?"


    Qin Yue said and suddenly pulled the little guy over.


    He bowed his head and kissed the pink lip flap that was slightly pursed because of his guilty heart.


    Immediately against her white forehead, light rosy lips, and brown eyes, "girl, do you like my official propaganda?"


    “……”


    Xiang Xing puffed his small Tuanzi face, was shy for a while, and suddenly gently nodded his head, "HMM."


    "That''s good."


    The man smiled happily and rubbed the little guy into his arms.


    "I said I would give you a home, a complete home."


    He hung his head slightly, his thin lips slightly pursed, and asked, "so, Grandpa just now..."


    "Well,"


    Xiang Xing suddenly interrupted Qin Yue''s words, raised his small face slightly and looked at him seriously.


    With a light smile, there seems to be starlight in his dense eyes, "grandpa looks very similar to my mother, and I like him very much."


    “……”


    Qin Yue was slightly stunned.


    Immediately shook his head and laughed.


    His girl just looks stupid.


    However, in that case, the only worry left in his heart seemed to be unnecessary.


    After thinking about it, he couldn''t help kissing her again.


    Suddenly he asked with a smile, "mother''s death day is coming soon. When I''m finished in two days, shall we go to visit my mother''s grave?"


    "Well, OK ~"


    Xiang Xing nodded with a smile.


    The next second, she paused again. Some little seriously asked, "will grandpa go too?"


    "Well... Yes."


    Qin Yue smiled and his brown eyes shook slightly, "would you mind?"


    "No."


    The little guy shook his head decisively.


    The little head slipped around, and a little idea was born in the head.


    She pursed her pink lips, quietly calculated for a little while, and suddenly aroused a little playful smile.


    "Huh?"


    Qin Yue instantly saw that he couldn''t help laughing, bent his fingers and knocked on the forehead of the ghost spirit, "what ghost idea?"


    "I won''t tell you ~"


    Xiang Xing stuck his tongue at him.


    After thinking for a while, he patted his head again. His eyes were bright and looked forward to it. "By the way, you give me sister Zhong Li''s mobile phone number. I want to thank her."


    She punches and kicks on her microblog and spits out fragrance. It''s so handsome.


    Thinking of this, the little guy suddenly put on a look of worship.


    Qin Yue frowned frequently.


    I can''t help but face slightly and pretend to be a warning: "if you dare to learn from Ms. Zhong, I''ll cancel her mobile phone number and microblog account, you know?"


    "... oh."


    Xiang Xing was poured with a basin of cold water, so he had to respond angrily.


    The man is very satisfied with her second advice.


    "That''s good."


    He kissed her again.


    Wei Dun suddenly raised his eyebrows.


    "Well, take care of you for a noon and work until now. I''m so sleepy."


    Qin Yue was slightly angry. He raised his hand and rubbed the little guy''s head hard. The corners of his lips were narrow. "I''m going to sleep for at least eight hours today. You have to tell me a longer story, okay?"


    "Well... Good!".


    Xiang Xing smiled and blinked his soft eyes, walked around the man''s back and pushed him in the direction of the bathroom, "then go wash first, and I''ll tell you the story of one thousand and one nights."