"Youyou is the angel."
Gu Qingli doted and touched Youyou's hair, feeling the vision from Qiuqiu and realizing his slight anticipation, and she touched Qiuqiu's hair again. "Qiuqiu is also an angel."
Qiuqiu smiled at Gu Qingli, as if suddenly the cold little gentleman became a puppy, and he looked very cute. Gu Qingli almost could not control herself from rubbing his face.
Such a sensible and obedient little warm man, she wondered which girl would be lucky to catch him in the future.
Xi Moxiao looked at Gu Qingli and the kids as if they were a family of three, with a little deep meaning in his eyes.
Suddenly, an elegant piano sound ringtone stopped the trio, who were already noisy, they all turned and looked at Xi Moxiao.
Looking at the same eyes from the three, Xi Moxiao's hand which was about pulling out his mobile phone from his pocket paused for a while. And then he answered the phone under the three glaring eyes.
"Hey, Grandma, what's wrong?"