Mr.Li's good wife delivered the door

Hearing the baby's daughter's voice, Josie's heart was warm, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help smiling, "I didn't sleep in. My mobile phone didn't have electricity, so I didn't receive sweety's call, sorry..."

"Shirley, I miss you so much. When will you pick me up and go back to China?"

Hearing the little guy's aggrieved voice, Qiao Siyu was hurt. Sweety was the child of her and Jin Zichen. When Li mochuan sent someone to hit her, fortunately, he saved the child.

When she returned to China for revenge, she naturally did not dare to take sweety with her. She was afraid that Li mochuan would poison sweety. Her daughter is now her life. She must keep her and Jin Zichen's children.

It has been nearly a week since she returned home. During this week, she has been thinking about her daughter all the time, but there is no way. Without defeating Li mochuan, she dare not let others know her daughter's existence.

"Sweety, will you wait? Mommy promises to pick you up soon?"

Sweety on the other end of the phone was a little melancholy. "Well, Shirley, you must pick me up as soon as possible!"

"Well, it will!"

"By the way, Mommy, I learned a Chinese song from the computer called Lu Binghua. Shall I sing it to you?"

"OK, all ears..."

"I can't wash my ears. It's hard to get water in my ears..."

Josie couldn't help laughing. "Being all ears means I'll concentrate on listening to you singing, not washing my ears with water, okay?"

"Well... I don't quite understand. Oh, no matter, I'll sing first..."

"OK..."

The next second I remembered sweety's sweet voice.

"The stars in the sky don't speak, and the dolls on the ground miss their mother. The eyes in the sky blink and blink, and the mother's heart is Lu Binghua.

The tea garden in my hometown is full of flowers, and my mother's heart is at the end of the world. I think of my mother's words every night, sparkling tears, Lu Binghua. "

The young soft waxy voice and the meaning of the lyrics made Qiao Siyu feel very uncomfortable. Tears flowed down at once. She clenched her lips and covered her mouth with one hand. She didn't want sweety to hear her crying.

After a song, sweety's happy voice came, "Shirley, do I sing well?"

"It sounds great. Sweety is great!"

"That's natural. The teachers and students in our school say I sing well, but I think they don't understand what I'm singing..."

"Music knows no borders. You sing well and everyone will like it."

Suddenly he felt someone close behind him. Qiao Siyu subconsciously turned his head and looked. A heart almost jumped out and hung up the phone.

God, Li mochuan must not know the existence of sweety.

Li mochuan saw Qiao Siyu's crying red eyes, frowned and walked over and hugged her, "what's the matter? Who called to make you cry?"

Qiao Siyu didn't know when Li mochuan came in, or how much he heard. He didn't dare to answer in vain, so he didn't have a good way: "Mr. Li, can you knock on the door before going in and out of other people's rooms? Do you want to scare me to death? Also, which eye of you saw me cry... I didn't sleep well last night and yawned!"

The dark eyes flashed, and Li mochuan said faintly: "I just knocked on the door, but you were too focused on calling and didn't hear..."