Chapter 179: The National Teacher's Wife's Notebook (6)
The little doll on the bed sat dazedly, with a stunned expression on her pink and jade-carved face.
The next second, the body vacated.
The juvenile slender hands gently passed through the arms of the little doll, holding the little girl into his arms with a slight force.
Feng Qian blinked in confusion.
Bai Bai's soft little hands hugged the juvenile's slender neck.
Mu Bai's eyes were cold, and he looked at the stunned little girl in his arms.
"What's wrong?"
Feng Qian shook his head, the girl's voice was childish, sweet and cute: "I'm hungry."
Mu Bai's eyes were slightly startled, and the hand holding the little girl tightened.
"Say it when you're hungry."
He was quiet.
The little girl in her arms nodded.
Mu Bai paused, and then gently put the little girl in his arms on the bed.
He turned to get a clean child's clothing.
The boy in white looked down and put his clothes aside.
His eyelashes drooped slightly, and his eyes lightly fell on the little **** the bed.
Then, the boy gently lifted his slender fingers, placed them on the little girl's waist, and slowly untied the lapel for her.
Mu Bai's eyes were calm, and he unhurriedly unbuttoned the girl's coat.
Feng Qian blinked his eyes.
The opponent's fingertips continued.
The girl's two small hands suddenly hugged each other's fingers.
The little child's white, soft and clean face was slightly dyed crimson.
Mu Bai paused and asked her suspiciously, "What's wrong?"
The girl's beautiful eyes twinkled.
She pursed her pink lips lightly.
The girl hugged each other's fingers tangled, and the small expressions on her face were very rich.
Especially the very obvious crimson on his face.
Feng Qian did not speak.
Although, this body is only a five-year-old baby.
But Shard personally changed her clothes, she... would be shy...
Mu Bai lowered her eyes and stared at the girl's profile, and said softly, "Shy?"
The girl who was punctured by her little thought threw herself at the boy, her small hands clasped the opponent's neck, and her head was buried on the boy's shoulders.
so embarrassed...
Twilight's eyes narrowed.
After a long time, he slowly raised his hand, and his slender fingers gently covered the girl's back.
five years old...
Are you starting to get shy?
"Do you want to wear it yourself?"
Twilight made a sound.
Feng Qian raised her little face, looked at the boy, and then lowered her eyes to look at the clothes on the bed.
Ancient clothes are very complicated.
Her clothes are all according to the standards of national teachers, and they are even more gorgeous and complicated.
won't wear...
The girl tilted her head and gave up struggling: "Don't..."
Mu Bai glanced at a certain awkward little girl lightly, he sighed slightly, very lightly, but with a bit of helpless doting.
"Be nice then, little Qian'er."
Feng Qian blinked his eyes and opened his hands obediently.
After the young man glanced at her, he lowered his eyes and slowly took off his layers of coats for the girl.
Then, take the time to dress the girl in beautiful little clothes.
Skilled.
Apparently it has been done many times.
Feng Qian also had some more memories in his mind.
His Highness used divine power to forcibly speed up time, and she suddenly arrived five years later.
To be precise, it is not an acceleration, it is to let everyone in the small plane come to five years later, and the body will look like five years later.
And these five years cannot be reduced to a blank.
The role of divine power is to create memories, following the trajectory that should flow.
In fact, the things in those memories didn't happen, they just played the role of filling in the blanks.
In Feng Qian's five-year blank memory, changing clothes, bathing, and all kinds of personal things were all done by Fragment himself.
The cold young man did not leave the girl to others to serve, and did everything by himself.
Everyone was shocked.
The juvenile national teacher loves a little girl so much, everyone is only curious, how unbearable this girl should be.
It is the blessings that have been cultivated in several lifetimes to be so favored by the young national teacher.