Meng Qinghuan was so busy running that she didn’t notice that she was knocked down and fell down in front of her.

Rubbed his head and recovered, then he looked up and saw a tall uncle in front of him.
Meng Qinghuan followed the tall uncle’s legs to see if the tall uncle was still long legs! Look at Meng Qinghuan’s round eyes again, just like men’s eyes.
Hmm … This uncle … looks good!
Meng Qinghuan’s children seem to forget that they fell and their buttocks hurt.
Meng Yichen and the little guy looked at each other for a while. Somehow he felt that the child in front of him was a little … particularly familiar …
He must be crazy …
Chuting knew that Meng Yichen didn’t seem to like children very much. She just wanted to help the child up before she saw Meng Yichen squat down first.
Did it hurt?
Meng Qinghuan stretched out her little hand and propped it up, then patted her little ass and looked at Meng Yichen with a pair of big eyes. It hurts a little.
Ghost messenger Meng Yichen squatted down and picked up the little guy.
He is not a person who likes children, but this little guy’s cute brow gives him a sense of familiarity and makes him feel close.
The little guy was addicted to his uncle’s beauty, and she accepted the handsome uncle to pick her up.
What’s your name? Meng Yichen asked.
Huanhuan
Meng Qinghuan stared at Meng Yichen. She had seen a handsome uncle around her, but this uncle was even more beautiful than those handsome uncles, and uncle Jiing Yan didn’t like it. She looked at it and suddenly said, Uncle, you are as beautiful as me.
Meng Yichen laughed immediately after one leng. It is rare for him to be so fond of a child.
He looked around a circle, and his sight fell on the shops not far away. He walked over with Meng Qinghuan in his arms, Pick what you want.
Meng Qinghuan looked at a lot of ice cream in the refrigerator … There are many flavors of blueberry, strawberry and mango …
These ice creams are all temptations to the little guy!
But …
Meng Qinghuan’s little friend is sensible or she looks at Meng Yichen. Uncle Shuai, why do you want to buy me something to eat? Mommy says you can’t just eat what strangers give you.
The little guy especially remembers his mommy’s instructions.
The little guy actually made Meng Yichen laugh. Just now, my uncle didn’t pay attention to bump into you. Even my uncle made amends to you. This ice cream was bought from the store, not directly given to you by my uncle. You can rest assured to eat it.
The little guy clicked the bar and thought for a few seconds, then nodded his head. Okay, I’ll have strawberry flavor.
Meng Yichen bought ice cream for the little guy, and then bought her a lot of food. The little guy sat on the sofa and ate ice cream leisurely with his short legs.
One sits and eats, the other sits and watches one big and one small.
Chuting watched her from the side, but she never dreamed that Meng Yichen suddenly became so patient with a child. She also liked children, but it was too bad for this child to appear.
Yichen, let’s go, she said.
Meng Yichen looked up and gave her a faint look, then moved her eyes back to the little guy. You can go first.
“……”
After eating the ice cream, the little guy’s mouth was full of Meng Yichen. She drew a paper towel from the next table and wiped her mouth for the little guy.
The little guy jumped on the sofa and carried a small bag of food. Thank you, handsome uncle, for your hospitality! Handsome uncle, I’m going to find my mommy.
Meng Yichen squatted down and touched the little guy’s head.
handsome uncle, I’m leaving. goodbye!
The little guy said and ran away.
Meng Yichen will watch the little guy run away from his back and unconsciously evoke a little smile.
……
Yin Anran and Gu Jingyan finished eating, but they didn’t find Meng Qinghuan in the restaurant. They met the children who practiced piano with Meng Qinghuan and asked about it before they knew that they were playing hide-and-seek but no one found Meng Qinghuan!
Yin An dyed some nasty hurriedly ran out.
桑拿会所  title=Huanhuan!
Little Dye, don’t worry first. Gu Jingyan calmed her mood.