Chapter 380 (1/2)

”But before you tell the story, you eat first. Should you be very hungry?”

Before Mu Xiaoqi said that he was hungry, just because cold Lingtian came, he forgot for a moment, he reminded, stomach very cooperate with the COO.

Mu Xiaoqi is very obedient to eat, mu angqi is also hungry, she is on the side to eat.

Mu Xiaoqi finished eating, also drank a glass of milk, eat full, spirit is very good.

”I'm finished, you say.”

Mu angqi tidied up the lunch box and threw it into the garbage can. She also wanted to know how Leng Lingtian would explain it to him.

Leng Lingtian tells a story with Mu Xiaoqi, which is quite straightforward. After all, Mu Xiaoqi is still a child, so it should be straightforward and easy to understand. The story is not too complicated, so it's focused.

”Well, that's the end of the story.”

After listening to the story, Mu Xiaoqi didn't seem excited. On the contrary, he was very quiet. It didn't seem like a very important and unbearable thing for him.

Mu Anqi and Leng Lingtian don't know what he is thinking in his small head, and they can't understand him for a moment.

Maybe he is too young to understand, or to give him so much information at a time, he also needs time to digest. When Mu Xiaoqi lowers his head to meditate, Mu Anqi and Leng Lingtian are a little nervous, staring at him for fear that he will have any radical reaction.

However, they worry too much. Mu Xiaoqi didn't show much excitement. After a little meditation, he raised his head and looked serious. His big black eyes looked at lenglingtian without blinking.

”Uncle, do you want to tell me that this story is about you and my mom, and my dad?”

Before Leng Lingtian could say anything, Mu Anqi couldn't help it. She was afraid that Mu Xiaoqi would not accept the sudden change.

”Xiaoqi, in fact, this is a story. You can listen to it as a story.”

”Mommy, don't worry. I'm ok. I'm calm.”

He looked at Mu Anqi seriously. He didn't look like a child less than five years old. On the contrary, Mu Anqi didn't know what to do.

His wisdom and calmness are not what he should have at his age.

Now that we have reached this point, we can no longer cover it up.

Compared with Mu Anqi's tension and worry, lenglingtian will be much calmer.

”Yes, we are the protagonists of this story.”

Mu Xiaoqi looked down again, looking a little lost: ”I know...”

He hung his eyes, a look of loss and helplessness, against his tender face, distressing.

Mu angqi sat beside him, gently holding his palm.

”Qiqi...”