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Zong Zhengyu immediately frowned when he heard that Mu Anan was about to make a request.
After coming to Yuyuanyuan for eight years, Mu An'an seldom put forward his request seriously.
Just mentioning it made Qi Ye a headache for the sick.
"Let's talk." Qi Ye reached out and rubbed Mu An'an's hair.
Mu Anan pursed her lips before saying, "I want to see Jiang Qin."
Zong Zhengyu frowned, "Her case is still going through the process, and now no one can see her except the lawyer."
Mu Anan looked at Qi Ye without saying a word.
Although the regulations are like this, he knows that Qiye has a way.
Her next plan must go to see Jiang Qin, otherwise there is no way to implement it.
Zong Zhengyu didn't want Mu Anan to see Jiang Qin.
Some garbage from the Jiang family.
He really didn't want Mu Anan to touch him.
But when I thought about it, when the child sat on the bed a few days ago and said he was guilty aggrievedly, he felt a severe heartache.
If the child is not allowed to dispose of the Jiang family's rubbish by herself, she will never get over this hurdle in her heart.
"I'll see you tomorrow." Master Qi let go.
"Thank you Qiye!" Mu An'an smiled, leaned forward, hugged Zong Zhengyu's thigh, and rubbed his face against his thigh.
If it had been a while ago, Master Qi would have pulled people away.
But not this time.
Instead, he pampered and rubbed the back of the little girl's head.
The little girl's hair has been well maintained, neither dyed nor permed. Her hair is a little fluffy, and her hair color is not particularly dark.
Very soft and comfortable.
Rubbing against his thigh now, he looked like a kitten.
Zong Zhengyu couldn't help rubbing it a few more times.
"Qi Ye." Mu An said in a muffled voice, "If you keep rubbing, you're going to be bald."
"Let Gu Shuqing study hair transplantation."
Mu Anan struggled to let go of Zong Zhengyu, with a dissatisfied face, he poked Qi Ye's thigh with his index finger, "I don't want it, Dr. Gu himself is going bald, and I haven't studied it yet."
Qi Ye laughed silently at what Mu Anan said.
Gu Shuqing is a good-looking person.
A typical young master who is as gentle as jade.
But this young man's hairline is a little anxious.
High, very high.
Thanks to his full forehead, he usually hides it with bangs, so nothing can be seen.
When Qi Ye laughed, Mu Anan also couldn't help laughing like he was thinking about Dr. Gu.
Zong Zhengyu couldn't help rubbing Mu Anan's head again, then her face, and finally her ears.
Mu Anan lowered his head and rubbed against Qiye's hand again.
Seeing the little girl so cute and clingy, Qi Ye's eyes couldn't help softening.
Rosen stood aside the whole time, couldn't help but took out his mobile phone, and took a picture of this scene.
The stunning art of a man's life is obviously reserved and cold, but he is gentle and doting on the little girl's eyebrows and eyes.
The little girl was already thin, sitting in a wheelchair in such a small ball, enjoying the protection and pampering of men.
When I close my eyes, I feel satisfied as if I have the whole world.
Coupled with the strong sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, it shines into the living room and these decorations reflect various colors.
Bright and beautiful.
Until Qi Ye let go of Mu An'an, Luo Sen hurriedly put away the phone.
Watching Qi Ye push Mu Anan out.
Jiangcheng in April has the best weather.
The sun is shining every day, and the temperature is neither too hot nor too cold.
When the wind blows, it brings a bit of refreshment.
Very comfortable.
When being pushed to the backyard, Mu Anan couldn't help but close his eyes, feeling the sunshine and warm wind.
It's been three days since I was lying on the bed with a full dozen.
Mu An'an was really overwhelmed.
I used to be afraid of the sun, but now I am not afraid of getting tanned at all, and feel comfortable instead.
After feeling it for a while, I pressed the switch of the wheelchair and slid towards the center of the backyard garden.
In the garden, the gardener who was wearing a uniform with suspenders and was repairing flowers and plants, saw Mu Anan coming with a wheelchair, and immediately put the scissors behind his back.
"Miss An An." The gardener greeted with a smile on his lips.
? I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s because of the good weather today, or Mu¡¯an¡¯s crescent moon.Her smile is so contagious.
Just look at it and feel that the world is just right.
Mu Anan smiled, and looked around at the particularly beautiful flowers, "I want to make a wreath."
The gardener nodded, "Miss An An, please wait a moment."
After finishing speaking, he turned around, put the large scissors in the tool bucket beside him, and walked towards a small wooden house.
When he came out, he was carrying a small basket.
There are flowers of any color on the small basket.
This is trimmed and is generally used to make wreaths or dried flower art, scented tea, etc.
Mu Anan took the small basket, and when she turned around happily, she found that Master Qi had already sat on the white wooden chair outside at some point.
He leaned slightly on the back of the chair, with his right hand spread across the back of the chair, his left hand slightly bent, and his legs crossed.
The posture is very casual, but a bit lazy, bathed in the gaze, watching the little girl have a whim, and don't know what to play there.
When the little girl turned her head and smiled, the corners of Qi Ye's mouth also curled up.
He gave her a look.
Let her play by herself.
Mu An'an smiled, turned her head, looked at the things in the flower basket, feeling a little embarrassed, "I don't seem to be very good at it."
The gardener squatted down, "I'll teach you."
Mu Anan nodded, and followed the gardener to learn how to weave flower baskets.
She studied hard, staring at the movements of the gardener's hands, and didn't even notice that the distance between herself and the gardener was getting closer.
Judging from the shadow reflected on the chair aside, it seems that the two of them are stuck together.
The sun is just right and the garden is beautiful.
Rather, it looks like two young couples on a date.
Zong Zhengyu's face darkened, he stood up from his chair, and walked towards the place where Mu An'an and the gardener were.
The strong aura came over.
The gardener was startled, quickly stood up from the ground, stepped back, "Qi, Lord Qi!"
Mu Anan raised her head, seeing that Master Qi was only two or three meters away, she hurriedly hid the contents of the basket in her arms.
"Qi Ye, don't come here yet."
Zong Zhengyu frowned.
do not come?
Mu Anan said again, "Qi Ye, go over there and wait for me for a while, I'll be fine soon."
Zong Zhengyu remained indifferent, standing two or three meters away from Mu An'an.
The face is heavy and the aura is strong.
The gardener couldn't help but took a few steps back.
Mu An'an said, 'Qi Ye, you go back and sit down, wait for me, I have a surprise. '
After Mu An'an finished speaking, Zong Zhengyu remained indifferent.
Mu An acted coquettishly, "Uncle Yu!"
Zongzheng Yu's eyebrows and eyes were a little loose.
At the same time, the gardener lowered his head, stepped back silently, and went to work on the other side.
Zongzheng Yu's eyes were cold, and seeing the gardener walking further and further away, his dark expression eased a bit.
The eyes returned to Mu Anan, softening a little.
"Speed." He said two words, turned around and returned to the seat just now.
Mu Anan complained, "I don't have any patience at all."
Although he complained about it, he knew Qi Ye was very impatient, so Mu An'an speeded up his movements.
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