Chapter 1790 (1/2)

Not much, Ling Wanxing and Huo Zhuyan came to the restaurant downstairs of the hotel.

As it was just after eight o'clock, they sat opposite each other and ate breakfast in silence.

At this time, Ling Zihuan, who is in the Su family, got up early.

After inquiring about the servant, he ran directly to Qiao Mu's guest room.

They are going out to play this morning. Mommy said she would take her to the old street in Beicheng.

The little girl is thinking about her second uncle all the time. She doesn't even eat. She plans to wake him up first.

She ran to the door of the guest room and listened to it.

But there was no movement in the room. The little girl guessed that the second uncle might not wake up.

This thought, Ling Zihuan evil from the edge of the gall, snickered and twisted the handle, want to go in to give his uncle a call early service.

Fortunately, the door of the guest room wasn't locked.

Ling Zihuan quietly pushes open a crack and peeps into it.

But I didn't see anything.

The curtains in the guest room were so good that she could only vaguely see a raised figure on the bed.

Ling Zihuan twisted her brows, crept into the guest room, and gently closed the door.

She stood in the same place and rubbed her hands. Then she rushed towards the big bed and called out, ”uncle, get up!”

The little girl screamed a little high. She ran and yelled. When she ran to the bedside, she jumped forward on tiptoe. As a result, she fell on Qiao Mu's arms!

”Well...” Ling Zihuan's nose bumps into Qiao Mu's chest, and she is in pain, and she is breathing.

In fact, when she opened the door, Qiao Mu already knew.

So when the little girl rushed over, he suddenly sat up from the bed and caught her figure.

At this time, Ling Zihuan half kneels at the bedside, is held by Qiao mu in his arms, and is still rubbing his nose.