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Chapter 110: I don't want you to hug me, I want a mother

"Xiaoxiao, never leave me, okay?"

He asked, always authoritarian and indifferent like him, but he asked her so uncertainly, even with a slight request. To read the novel, go to www

"good."

Su Xiaoxiao answered him softly. Although she relied on him in the beginning with the intention of finding a long-term meal ticket, after getting along with him for so long, even if Su Xiaoxiao said she didn't like him, no one would believe it.

Not just because he is just a so-called long-term meal ticket, nor because he has a stunning appearance, but because of his innate coldness and alienation, which makes people like Su Xiaoxiao who have never been afraid of death endure it.

She couldn't help but want to get closer. She felt that Ming Han should be happy and happy, instead of hiding herself under a mask of indifference and rejecting others thousands of miles away.[

"I have wasted so much barbecue, it must have gone cold and not taste good."

On the way back, Su Xiaoxiao said with regret that she had spent all her energy on it, but in the end it was all at an advantage to those guys.

"It's okay, I'll get it tomorrow and we'll eat together."

Ming Han put his arm around her shoulders and comforted her in a rare and gentle voice.

"You know how?" Su Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows slightly.

"I……"

Saying this, Ming Han was really stopped. He had never seen those miscellaneous devices.

"Forget it, let me do it." Su Xiaoxiao shook her head. Meeting too many people meant she was working hard. Anyway, Mu Yuandong was here to bake.

"By the way, you are not allowed to trouble Mu Yuan... Mu Wuhen. He is my long-lost good friend." Su Xiaoxiao reminded again.

Hearing this, Ming Han nodded slightly apologetically. When he came out, it seemed that he had injured Mu Wuhen.

When I returned to Mu's house, I saw Ming Yixi having a temper with Qingqi.

"Where is my mother? Where has my mother gone? I want my mother, my mother..."

Qingqi looked at him with a cold expression. When Ming Yixi saw that his face was not good, the fuss became even more intense. After a long while, a certain Zuo Guardian finally compromised and stretched out his hand to the little guy.

Ming Yixi slapped his stretched out hand and shouted: "I don't want you to hug me, I want my mother!"

Qingqi pursed his lips, then silently reached out and took a grilled chicken wing from the grill and handed it to him.

"I don't want it, I don't want it! I want my mother, I want my mother..."

The little guy stretched out his hand and swung it around. Seeing that the chicken wing that was lying and shot was thrown into the air by the little guy and was about to fall on Su Xiaoxiao's face, Ming Han quickly took it and looked at it for a while.

Then he looked at Su Xiaoxiao: "This is barbecue?"

Su Xiaoxiao nodded silently.

Suddenly, Ming Han nodded and took a bite with great grace. Su Xiaoxiao looked at him, and Qingqi and Ming Yixi also looked at this side blankly.[

His handsome eyebrows raised. He seemed to have never tasted such delicious chicken. It was charred on the outside and tender on the inside. The delicious taste spread in his mouth, leaving him with endless aftertaste. It was really... delicious.

"How is it?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.

Hearing this, Ming Han raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "It's delicious."

"real?"

Su Xiaoxiao was very happy.

"Yeah." Ming Han's answer was affirmative.

As a time traveler, Su Xiaoxiao's subtle sense of superiority emerged again.

Humph, you haven’t eaten it before. I’ll make it tomorrow night and I’ll make sure you eat enough, Su Xiaoxiao thought.

"Mother..."
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