Ling Xuewei rubbed Mianmian's head and handed the decision to Xiaoli.
Xiao Mianmian nodded, turned around and leaned over cutely, "Can I touch you?"
"Okay!"
After Xiaoli agreed, Mianmian happily stretched out her chubby little hand and touched it.
"Wow! It's so warm, just like my mother."
Her eyes lit up like bright stars.
Mianmian hugged Xiaoli into her arms, squeezing here and there, as if she had gotten a beloved toy. The little guy was so happy that the smile on his face never faded.
Xiaoli was also very cooperative, and after a while, the two of them were having trouble together.
"Okay, let's go have breakfast first and play later."
"good!"
After having breakfast with Xiao Mianmian, Ling Xuewei continued to practice while Xiaoli played with Mianmian on the carpet.
On the thick carpet are the little one's favorite toys, including stuffed animals, teddy bears, various building block toys, and picture albums. Most of them were given to her by Grandpa Que and the others on her birthday, and some of them were.
She made it with her own hands to develop little Mianmian's intelligence.
She played for a while and then turned to look at her mother.
Play for a while and look at my mother again.
It seems that this is the only way to feel at ease.
But even so, she didn't bother her mother.
Xiaoli floated around her, up and down, and then landed on top of her head, dozing off drowsily.
It was so light that even if it landed on the little one's head, she wouldn't feel the weight at all. Instead, a warm and comfortable breath enveloped her, making her so comfortable that she felt a little sleepy.
Little by little, she fell asleep holding Xiaoli in her arms.
Two balls of cotton are nestled together, their little bodies are rising and falling together, not to mention how cute they are.
Listening to the even breathing, Ling Xuewei opened her eyes and saw such a warm scene.
Ling Xuewei got out of bed and walked over, picking up the sleeping little Mianmian. The blue "cotton ball" on her head opened her eyes in a daze, "Master..."
"Shh."
She gestured with her fingers, hugged the soft baby in her arms, walked to the bed and put it down.
Looking at Mian Mian's peaceful and flushed face as she slept, her eyes were extremely gentle.
Such peaceful time made her feel warm and at ease.
Baby, go to sleep.
…
After staying in Independence City for ten days, Ling Xuewei is expected to leave.
At this time, a guy who was out on a mission finally came back.
The wind and dust rushed in like a whirlwind.
"Where's our little princess!"
Di Jian opened her mouth and said this.
When Xiao Mianmian, who was having dinner, heard this, her pink and tender face full of scum turned away, and her big round grape-like eyes blinked at the strange uncle who appeared at the door.
"Wow! This is my goddaughter? She's so cute! Let my godfather kiss her!"
Di Jian rushed over in the blink of an eye, picked up little Mianmian and pouted, and was about to move forward when she was held by a pair of big hands.
"Lao Xiong, what are you doing? Take your hands away!"
Xiong Cang hugged little Mianmian back, with a look of disgust on his face, "You are unshaven, what if you shave the little princess's face? The princess's skin is very tender, you are responsible for it if it gets damaged?"
"I will be careful! You let me hug you!"
"no!"
"One moment, just one moment!"
"Can't!"
The two of them started a game of chasing me and me chasing you in the room. Xiao Mianmian thought they were playing and actually giggled happily.
"You two, ok, Mianmian, come to mother."
Mianmian came down bald, ran over, and hugged her mother's legs.
"This is your Uncle Di."
"What uncle, I'm the godfather!" Di Jian corrected with a serious look, "Xiao Wei'er, you can't keep your word!"
Ling Xuewei rolled her eyes, "When did I stop talking?"
It's obvious that you never promised, okay?
"I don't care anyway! I want to be little Mianmian's godfather!"
Di Jian stepped forward, knelt down in front of Xiao Mianmian, and took out a rattle from the spiritual ring.
"Mianmian! Look what is this? My godfather brought it to you specially! Can you please call me godfather? There are many fun little things here, and there are also many delicious foods!"
Di Jian's expression at this moment was like that of a big bad wolf that abducted a little white rabbit, making Xiong Cang roll his eyes.
Then, I saw him pulling out many things from the spiritual ring as if he were doing magic tricks.
Kites, nine-link rings, diabolos, Tao Xiangqiu, little tigers... There are also many delicious and various kinds of snacks, and the varieties are dazzling.
Ling Xuewei was speechless.
Did he buy all the stalls on the street?
Did he really lead the army on a mission?
Ling Xuewei expressed deep doubts.
"Xiao Mianmian, which one do you like?"
Mian Mian glanced around those things with curious eyes, and her eyes lit up when she saw the kite and marshmallows.
However, she did not speak directly, but turned her head and looked at her mother.
Ling Xuewei rubbed her soft hair and said, "Which one you like, tell your uncle."
"It's the godfather!" someone emphasized with a sad look on his face.
Ling Xuewei ignored it directly.
The little girl pointed to the kite and the marshmallows.
"Ha! I'm discerning!" Di Jian's face changed immediately, and he said excitedly, "I made this kite myself, and these marshmallows are made by a ten-year-old shop. I have been waiting in line for a long time!
Mianmian, try it quickly!"
The little guy held the cotton swab and took a bite, then his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Is it delicious? Is it sweet?"
"sweet!"
The crisp and cute childish voice immediately captured Di Jian's heart, "Oh, why is our Mianmian so cute! Can you let uncle hug her?"
Di Jian looked cautious.
As if he was afraid of her rejection.
This time, Xiao Mianmian did not turn around to look at her mother, and directly stepped forward and threw herself into his arms.
When that soft little body touched her arms, Di Jian felt that her heart was about to melt.
The whole person fell into a giggle and couldn't recover for a long time.
Even after Mianmian left, the silly smile on his face still didn't fade away, and he was swaying as if he was drunk. Looking at this look in Ling Xuewei's eyes, she couldn't laugh or cry.
Unexpectedly, the fierce and unruly man would be tamed by her daughter.
If word spreads about Di Jian's current crazy face, who can believe that he is the deputy city lord of Independent State?
After a moment, Di Jian finally came back to her senses. She eagerly wanted to hug the cute little guy again, but she just glanced at her dusty body...
"I'll come as soon as I go! Wait for me!"
After saying this, Di Jian rushed out in a hurry.
Ling Xuewei was helpless, this person really hadn't changed at all.
"Princess, can I help you put these things away?" Xiong Cang came over and started to put away the things on the ground.
In the end, it took three large boxes to complete.
