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Chapter 627 You Should Call Him Uncle Li

Just as Xia Qiqi was thinking so, when Ye Yuli heard Xia Qiqi address him, her handsome face froze for a moment.

However, before Ye Yuli could say anything else, He Jingmo's deep and hoarse voice sounded from outside the courtyard——

"Qiqi, don't be rude! You should call him Uncle Li!"

"Uncle Li!?"

Hearing He Jingmo's words, Xia Qiqi was stunned for a moment.

Then her beautiful eyes swept away, and she looked behind Ye Yuli.

At this moment, He Jingmo was walking steadily towards them.

Seeing He Jingmo's quick steps, it seems that he has just finished handling business matters, and worried that she would get impatient, so he rushed here.

Thinking of this, the corner of Xia Qiqi's mouth twitched.

"Father, you are finally here!?"

Xia Qiqi opened her mouth, and as she spoke, she stepped up her calf and ran towards He Jingmo.

When He Jingmo was one meter away, Xia Qiqi tapped her heels subconsciously, and then her whole small body flew straight towards He Jingmo.

Xia Qiqi did this move almost without thinking about it.

Because in the past, every time she saw He Jingmo, she would run towards He Jingmo without even thinking about it, and then gently jump into He Jingmo's arms, enjoying the man the warmth.

However, Xia Qiqi has completely forgotten now that she is no longer the fluffy fire civet cat she used to be, but just a little girl.

Xia Qiqi's current skills are not as good as when she was a fire civet.

So, following Xia Qiqi's back heel jump, Xia Qiqi didn't jump into He Jingmo's arms, but just jumped straight into He Jingmo's flat belly.

He Jingmo is a person who practiced martial arts all the year round, with strong muscles.

Especially the flat belly, which is very strong!
Ever since, Xia Qiqi was in a state of grief.

That delicate little face ruthlessly slammed onto He Jingmo's firm belly. Suddenly, Xia Qiqi's nose hurt, and she almost burst into tears from the pain.

"Hey, it hurts!"

Xia Qiqi opened her mouth, exclaiming in a low voice.

I only felt a sharp pain on the top of the nose, and Xia Qiqi's exquisite facial features were almost wrinkled together in pain.

Compared to Xia Qiqi whose face was full of pain, He Jingmo immediately bent down and looked at Xia Qiqi's face.

When he saw Xia Qiqi's bright red nose, He Jingmo's beautiful sword eyebrows couldn't help but frown, and there was an unconcealable distress in his brows.

"Qiqi, are you okay!? Look at your nose is red..."

He Jingmo opened his mouth, and while talking worriedly, he stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Xia Qiqi's bright red nose.

"You! You're just a kid, you're frizzy, look, your nose hurts!?"

When He Jingmo spoke, his tone was even more helpless and reproachful.

Hearing He Jingmo's words, Xia Qiqi's red lips pouted immediately, and the eyes that fell on He Jingmo were full of grievances that could not be concealed.

"Father, my nose hurts, you still blame him..."

Xia Qiqi opened her mouth, complaining dissatisfiedly.

Those teary eyes held He Jingmo even more tightly, and that small appearance was filled with endless grievances and pity.

Hearing Xia Qiqi's words, seeing Xia Qiqi's teary eyes falling on her body, watery.

That little appearance that was about to cry, like pear blossoms with rain, is endlessly lovely and pitiful.

(End of this chapter)