Bo Qingyun's steps came to an abrupt end.

This point, a little unexpectedly, appeared here by a child.

However, I just took a look.

His face was cold and continued to go down.

Next second.

The child seemed to have noticed him, and looked up.

Meanwhile, she raised her calf and was about to walk up.

He didn't pay attention to his feet and suddenly hit the steps.

The young figure suddenly shook.

It's about to fall backwards-

Bo Qingyun's eyebrows were frowning and her long legs changed directions.

He walked to her side in three or two steps and grabbed the little guy in his arms.

The lights in the corridor were broken and dark.

Only the two floors of windows are shining through the shallow light.

His gaze lowered, outlining her outline.

I couldn't see clearly, and I could only vaguely realize that I was a little girl with beautiful eyes, with dark and clear eyes.

However, the tentacles are soft.

There is a unique milky fragrance for children.

Bo Qingyun's eyebrows and eyes are cold, but her movements are the opposite gentleness.

Except for Xiao Xingchen, he has no patience with other children.

At this moment, I felt a strange feeling in my heart when I hugged her.

I was hesitant to let go.

How could such a young child be alone on the stairs? It is very dangerous here.

His thin lips opened coldly, trying his best to make his voice less cold and hard: "Why are you here alone, your lord?"

The little sweetheart was hugged.

His little hands tightly held the shirt in front of him.

Her eyes were empty, and her eyes were not gathered. She was clearly open, but she seemed to be still in a dream.

But she seemed to know who the person holding her was.

She rubbed her neck excitedly and nostalgically, and the sweet and slim voice replied: "Baby is looking for someone, so come out."

The little girl's voice was like mixed with marshmallows, and the air was filled with her sweet smell.

Her little chin was soft on his shoulder.

Bo Qingyun couldn't see her face.

A heart seemed to be melted, and his tone had a kind of tenderness that did not belong to him.

He asked, "Who are you looking for? Have you found it?"

After saying this, I realized that this little guy had been wasting too much time.

He suddenly put her down again and tried to regain his indifference: "Which ward are you in? I'll take you back."

The little sweetheart woke up completely and looked at the person in front of him in a daze.

It's daddy!

The little sweetheart blinked his eyes, and his little hand directly held his big palm: "I still want to hug~"

Bo Qingyun was stunned.

The little sweetheart said again: "Uncle, where are you going? Can you take me with me? I'll send me back later. I'm very well-behaved~"

The little guy acted coquettishly, and he just wanted to hold the best thing in front of her.

Bo Qingyun actually thought about this possibility.

Xiao Xingchen has always been lonely and has no playmates among his peers.

This little guy is about the same age as him, and so cute.

Perhaps, it is also beneficial to his autism all the time.

Bo Qingyun picked up the person as she wished.

The little sweetheart cheered and hugged him tightly.

Daddy's arms were too warm and his chest was wide, which was completely different from Mommy.

I can't bear to bear it.

When will she be able to hug her openly and ask her dad to call her baby?

The little sweetheart's little nose has sour hair.

I suddenly felt lost.

She rolled between her throat and couldn't help but shout, "Dad—"

Before he finished speaking, another rapid footstep suddenly sounded outside the door.

Then the corridor door was suddenly pushed open, and Xia Wanxin's anxious voice came, "Little Sweetheart?"
Chapter completed!