Chapter 1900: Auntie with short hair should be Mu'er's mother

Although Qiao Mu'er's small hand was hitting Qiao Mohan, her small face was deeply buried in Qiao Mohan's arms, holding her father, crying with tears.
Shao Qiao broke up with the other women, clean and unfeeling.
But this unfeeling cannot happen to my little princess.
Qiao Mohan had just lost his temper and regretted it. After all, he was the little princess whom he loved on the tip of his heart.
Qiao Mohan hugged the little guy and coaxed for a long time, until Qiao Mu'er gradually stopped crying, and his chest twitched, crying.
"Father...daddy...I...I...hiccup...I don't want...stepmother..."
"Mu'er wants... for Daddy... and... and Mommy..."
"Well, no stepmother, we Muer won't have a stepmother. Daddy promises you, absolutely not." He never thought about getting married at all. Qiao Mohan is a standard unmarried person.
Even the appearance of Xiao Muer was an accident.
It's just taking advantage of the gold-worshiping girl who hasn't existed in his memory for a long time.
However, it is different from the initial resistance.
Qiao Mohan now thinks it would be nice to have a daughter, especially a lively and cute little clever ghost like Xiao Muer.
"Woo...but...but other kids have moms, and all the kids in our kindergarten..."
The little thing hugged Qiao Mohan's neck and lifted the red one, crying like the little rabbit's eyes.
"Mu'er doesn't want a stepmother, but daddy helps Mu'er find Mommy, OK? Mu'er wants Mommy..."
Qiao Mohan: "..."
Seeing the little guy's red eyes, Qiao Mohan didn't know how to answer for a while.
Don't say he doesn't know who Xiao Muer's mother is.
Just knowing that he wouldn't let Xiao Mu'er recognize her greedy, money-worshiping mother.
Such a woman is not worthy of being his Xiao Mu'er's mom.
The little guy didn't know Qiao Mohan's thoughts, she held Qiao Mohan, crying and making noises, until he cried Qiao Mohan with a headache and her temper was about to rise again.
I heard my baby crying and muttering: "I like that short-haired aunt... She smells like mommy. Daddy, can you let her be Mu'er's mommy? Mu'er wants mommy!"
In the little guy's consciousness, there is no common sense of human relations at all.
She didn't know what pregnancy was in October, or blood connection.
I just feel that the aunt who can bring herself warm, comfortable and heart-warming is her mother.
Qiao Mohan was stunned for only a moment, then squinted.
With unruly Danfeng eyes and suspicion: "Mu'er, the short-haired aunt you mentioned, is the one who brought you back just now... Su Qing?"
Qiao Mu'er smiled with joy: "It turns out that her name is Su Qing, and Aunt Qingqing's name is really nice, Mu'er loves it..."
Sunny...
When the word ‘Qing Qing’ came out of Qiao Mu’er’s mouth.
A trace of hesitation flashed through Qiao Mohan's bottomless phoenix eyes.
It's as if this name has been pronounced countless times by someone listening to it.
However, this feeling is only fleeting, passing quickly, so fast that people can't catch it at all.
Qiao Mohan was not interrupted by this little episode. He narrowed his phoenix eyes and looked at the little baby in his arms with a cold and serious expression.
Word by word, he asked solemnly: "Mu'er, tell daddy, who taught you those things just now? Isn't it... the one in your mouth, Aunt Qingqing?"
Su Qing...
Her approach to herself is really purposeful.
The sudden appearance can suddenly make him react.
Suddenly, his baby can have different feelings for her.
This woman...Qiao Mohan had a deep-sighted, and for the first time, she abandoned her arrogance and examined it with a solemn attitude.