My iceberg smiled

Chapter 88

Han Qianxiao ate this meal very happily.

From time to time, he glanced at the young man beside him with his eyes.

Han Mochen always looks calm and steady in everything he does, and even eats so gracefully.

From the beginning to the end, there was an air of nobility, and Han Qianxiao's little heart was beating violently.

Zero: "Your saliva is about to fall into the bowl."

Han Qianxiao was startled, and subconsciously wiped her mouth.

Oh shit!Actually drooling, she didn't feel it at all.

Suddenly feel a little ashamed and ashamed.

But he still said bravely: "It's normal for children to drool, okay?"

Zero: "Oh."

Seeing Ling's perfunctory look, he knew that the other party didn't take his words seriously, but Han Qianxiao didn't care about Ling's thoughts, and still looked at the person she liked openly, and still committed nympho to the person she liked.

If you don't even have this bit of courage to live a new life, you don't deserve to live a new life.

Han Mochen could feel the little guy's eyes staring at him all the time.

I thought to myself: Is there something on his face?Is it worth the kid staring at him for so long?

Suddenly turned his head to meet Han Qianxiao's stare: "Have you seen enough?"

Han Qianxiao: "..." Not enough!A lifetime is never enough!
It is best to see two lives, three lives, four lives... Countless countless lives!
Han Qianxiao never thought that she would love a man to such an extent that she wished that every inch of his breath could be integrated with her.

Seeing that the little guy was still looking at him with bright eyes, Han Mochen felt a little helpless.

He said lightly, "I should go."

The purpose of this time has been completed, thanks to Dean Qi, and also saw that this little guy is doing well here.

Today's itinerary is quite comfortable, especially... I'm in a good mood.

Every day seems to be better than ever.

"Brother, will you...will come to see Little Pudding in the future?"

Han Qianxiao knew that the other party would leave after eating, and she didn't expect the other party to stay, but the depression in her heart was still pouring out like a tide, which made her very reluctant and sad.

Han Mochen looked at the mist in the eyes of the little guy in front of him, and felt that Han Qianxiao was about to cry again.

My heart softened inexplicably, and said, "Yes."

His answer was both certain and uncertain, which Han Qianxiao couldn't see through.

Whether he can come here in the future is not up to Han Mochen to decide. In fact, he has a lot of tasks every day, even more than the workload of a normal adult.

Because he is responsible for the future development of the family at such a young age, there are countless things to learn.

Coming here today has already wasted a day, and tomorrow I have to make up for it twice.

Perhaps Han Mochen also wanted to be able to control his free time like an ordinary child. He felt that Zhuo Qiu was happier than him, even if he was only a housekeeper's son, but he could often visit the orphanage.

Han Mochen looked in Zhuo Qiu's direction, over there Zhuo Qiu seemed to be playing with the children of the orphanage, talking about some jokes, which made the children laugh out loud.

Sometimes he thinks, if he can choose, whether to be a high-ranking king or a free and happy grass mustard, he will definitely choose the latter without hesitation.

After Han Mochen said that, he turned his head and walked forward.

Han Qianxiao seemed to see the sadness and despair in his eyes the moment he turned his head back.

And... the decision to accept fate.

(End of this chapter)