her smile is sweet

Chapter 55 Don't You Like Cats Anymore?
He Qi felt a little pain in his heart, but he still restrained his heartache, and gently wiped Little Miaomiao's face with a towel.

Little Miaomiao was very good this time, she didn't cry or fuss when wiping her face, like a quiet doll, but the more she behaved like this, the more uncomfortable He Qi felt.

His throat was a little congested, so congested that he couldn't speak, he put down the towel in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Maomao."

The dark-colored pupils were faintly red, and the cat-mao sound didn't seem to be vibrating from the vocal cords, but more like the deepest call from the bottom of my heart.

Little Miaomiao's eye circles turned red, and the eye sockets instantly became crystal clear. When He Qi's kiss fell on her face, Little Miaomiao burst into tears.

"Woooo... Qi Gege hits Maomao, it hurts... Qi Gege... Li Sibasi hates cats, and I don't like Fanmao anymore..."

He Qi stretched out his hand to hug Xiao Miaomiao froze. He thought Xiao Miaomiao would blame him, but he didn't expect Xiao Miaomiao to be afraid.

Little Miaomiao looks smiling on the surface, but in fact she is very fragile inside.

The villain's soft cry is as painful as countless silver needles pricking He Qi's body, and the cry of the little meow will always be a sharp weapon to make him surrender unconditionally.

A crystal clear liquid overflowed from the corner of the raised eye, and flowed down He Qi's clean and flawless face.

He raised his hand and hugged the little Miaomiao tightly in his arms, buried his head deep in the socket of the little Miaomiao's shoulders, and breathed the sweet milky scent from the little Miaomiao's body.

He Qi's voice was choked, hoarse, and uncomfortable.

"No, Qigege will never hate you, let alone dislike you."

He Qi hugged the little Miaomiao tightly, as if he wanted to rub the little person into his flesh and blood.

Little Miaomiao's little head buried in He Qi's chest lifted up, her little hand rested on the white shirt on He Qi's chest, and her red eyes stared straight at He Qi.

"Spicy, will you not want me?"

"No, never want you."

He Qi put Little Miaomiao's head in his arms.

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cuckoo-

He Qi was hugging little Miaomiao, when a certain villain's stomach groaned in embarrassment.

Little Miaomiao's emotions came and went quickly, she didn't remember when He Qi spanked her butt, after all, He Qi didn't use much force.

Little Miaomiao's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were watery after being washed by tears, and her tender red mouth was slightly pouting, "Nao Gong, Mao Mao is hungry!"

He Qi only remembered now that little Miaomiao drank a bottle of milk when she just woke up in the afternoon, and her stomach was already empty.

Secretly blaming himself for not taking good care of little Miaomiao, he kissed little Miaomiao on the cheek, "Brainboy will carry you down to eat biscuits."

Aunt Yan had brought out the biscuits and put them on the coffee table in the living room. He Qi hugged Xiao Miaomiao and sat on the sofa, letting Xiao Miaomiao sit on his lap.

"Naogong, give me spicy pears, I can't reach them."

"it is good."

He Qi reached out and picked up a piece of biscuit and put it in Xiao Miaomiao's hand. Xiao Miaomiao took the biscuit and started to eat it, her mouth opened and closed like a little hamster.

He Qi looked at Little Miaomiao's bulging face and smiled dotingly, picked up the remote control to turn on the TV, and played Little Miaomiao's favorite "My Fair Princess".

Just as he put down the remote control, a bitten biscuit appeared on his lips.

He Qi was startled, and looked down at his little Meow, who was holding up the biscuit, looking expectantly at him.

"Master Brain, reward those who are tired of pears."

　Read a few words and sprinkle~~~
　　Update question: It’s not that Grandpa Dan doesn’t want to update more, it’s that Grandpa Dan really can’t write it. This book has just been published. In order to ensure the quality, every time I think about the plot on the first night, and dare to write it on the second day, and it’s all verbatim. Sentences are slowly grinded out, and I have to browse through it after writing it, and I will publish it when I think it is almost done. It takes about an hour for a chapter.

　　After all, babies definitely don't like to read scumbags!

　　We don't ask for speed but only for quality~~~
　　
　
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