Chapter 2912 4.512 The Little Monk's Heart Hurts

The little monk's face couldn't help but look embarrassed. With a cute little face, he turned to Qiao Mu and blinked his big watery eyes, "Female, female donor?"

"Don't be cute." Qiao Mu said expressionlessly.

That's right, it's this tune, it really isn't a dream, it's the real female benefactor right in front of you.

"The female donor is really you, female donor!" The child seemed to wake up from a dream, with his small palm down, and a slap on his thigh.

"It hurts, it hurts!" The little monk bared his teeth and grinned, suddenly stretched out two small radishes and threw them into Qiaomu's arms, tears falling down one by one like golden beans, "Female benefactor, female benefactor, come here. Are you free?"

Qiao Mu couldn't help but soften his heart, but his face was still expressionless, but he raised his little hand involuntarily and patted his back twice, "Okay, manly man, why are you crying if you don't bleed? "

"Amitabha, the little monk is only five years old this year, and he is not a manly man in the strict sense."

"Waiting for the little monk to be able to complete his merits and virtues one day, to report the fourfold kindness, and to help the three ways of suffering..."

Qiao Mu reached out and covered the little monk's mouth.

I'm afraid that the child's troubles since he was a child can't be changed.

You can get it if you talk about it, but you still talk about those Buddhas and gods all day long, and you are not too tired to panic!

The little monk stared at Qiao Mu with his big black and white eyes, "Female, female benefactor! Men and women don't give or take lightly, you, let go of the little monk!"

Qiao Mu slammed his head on his plump forehead, "Shut up."

The little monk flattened his little mouth, lowered his little head for a moment, and whispered aggrievedly, "You've changed."

"You weren't like this before."

arbor:……

"You used to hug me and whisper to me." The little monk Kongkong said pitifully, "You would also comb my hair and braid my hair! How fierce is it now."

This time, even Mo Lian was speechless.

By the way, do you have hair on your head? What small braids are still being braided, 80% of the time, when I was dreaming again, I dreamed of his family Joe.

The child dreamed of Mr. Qiaoqiao in his dream, and felt that she was as gentle as water, just like her mother, and 90% of the time, she replaced Qiaoqiao as her mother...

Qiao Mu rubbed the little monk's head both amusingly and lovingly, "Come and tell my sister, how are you feeling now?"

"Xiao Seng's heart hurts. I don't feel well anywhere. Female donor, please carry Xiao Seng for a while!" Kong Kong's chubby little hands blocked his heart.

arbor:!

Why did she want to shoot this kid so badly?

Mo Lian on the side felt even more unpleasant.

Why is this little monk so flirtatious? I am afraid that this flirting skill is born with it, how old is this, and it is so easy to deceive a little girl, the six roots are really not pure!

Qiao Mu didn't move, and Mo Lian came to the two of them in a flash, and picked up the little monk's chubby body with a finger.

Heartily, he said to the little monk, "It's heavy."

Qiaomu twitched the corners of his mouth.

In fact, she also found that the little monk seemed to be more chubby than before she left, but she could imagine how well her mother Wei Ziqin was feeding at home.

"If you keep getting so fat, it will develop horizontally."

The little monk widened his round eyes and said, "Female benefactor, your husband is attacking people again!"