cuddling in his arms

Chapter 273 Yin Chuyu (2)

I remember the first time when Uncle Mo left Mo Xiaoli at his home, An Ziqing was still so bad at that time, when Mo Xiaoli was brought to An's house by Mo Zhigang, An Ziqing was flying a paper airplane upstairs, folding paper into The plane floated down from upstairs, and landed at the feet of Mo Xiaoli who was standing downstairs. She looked down at the paper plane, but she didn't reach out to pick it up, but just stood quietly, curiously. Watching, but just watching, big round eyes, black and white.

An Ziqing stood upstairs looking down at her, but she didn't look at him. An Ziqing, who had never been despised like this before, was so angry. He was basically the king of children in Jiuxi. Who would dare to be so rude to him? Pass.

He stood upstairs and said, "Hey, isn't this the dirty girl from that day?"

Dad said angrily downstairs: "Stinky boy, what are you talking about?"

An Ziqing squinted at the little girl standing downstairs. She had been standing there, motionless, like a statue.

He had never seen a little girl who was as quiet as her, as if she didn't exist. Even if she was the main character now, she could keep silent with peace of mind.

Dad called him downstairs again, "Ziqing, come down and play with your younger sister. Your mother, Uncle Mo, and I are going to go out to investigate something."

An Ziqing was a little curious about this little sister, and when he heard his father say that, he became happy. His parents had left, so he could 'play' with his younger sister. At that time, he agreed with a smile.

As soon as the adults went out, he showed a fierce look and said, "Hey, pick up my paper airplane for me."

But she still stood there, not moving, let alone speaking.

"Hey, I'm talking to you." An Ziqing called again.

She just raised her head, her eyes were calm and shrewd, she didn't look like a four or five year old girl at all, her eyes were not what she should have at her age.

An Ziqing couldn't help being startled, then followed his father's example, walked downstairs step by step, walked up to her, and asked her, "What's your name?"

She blinked her big eyes, but still didn't speak.

"Are you going to stand here until your parents come back?" An Ziqing really couldn't do anything about her, so he kindly reminded: "But it will take many days for them to come back. You have to stay with me at my house to know Is it? Mama Liu and Aunt Li will give me, um, we will make a lot of delicious food."

"Rain..." she said suddenly, her voice was surprisingly pleasant.

An Ziqing turned to look at her, and said, "You can talk, I thought you couldn't talk."

After speaking, he glanced out the window and saw that the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly. He asked strangely, "What's the rain? The weather is very nice now."

She bit her lip and said for a long time, "Mo Xiaoli."

"What?" An Ziqing couldn't accept her jumping thinking at all.

She looked at him again, didn't speak, just bent down and picked up his paper airplane and gave it to him.

An Ziqing's mood immediately improved, and then he was so blessed that he asked, "You mean, your name is Mo Xiaoli?"

She nodded.

He kept chewing on these two words before saying, "It's really vulgar."

"Yes." She actually said 'yes', and said it very seriously, as if she was talking about a state secret, so sincere and serious.

(End of this chapter)