565: C565 Don't Make Him Angry

C565 Don't Make Him Angry

Xiong Miao returned to Yening Garden. Before she even entered the door, she heard the children laughing and laughing.

When that tender and cute voice entered her ears, most of the fatigue in her body disappeared.

She could not wait to enter the door.

The children were looking at Qianqian's computer, but they didn't notice Xiong Miao's arrival.

Xiong Miao cleared her throat, "Cough, babies, what are you doing?"

Her voice immediately attracted the attention of the children and they all turned their heads to look at her.

Seeing that it was their mother, the six pairs of young eyes immediately lit up with stars.

"Mama!"

"Mommy!"

The six little fellows rolled down from the sofa and rolled towards her.

It was round, small, and adorable.

Xiong Miao squatted down and spread her arms to welcome them.

The six little ones crawled into her arms at the same time and hit Xiong Miao's chest. She was pushed back by the impact and staggered two steps. However, she stood firmly on the ground and stabilized her body.

"Mommy, I haven't seen you provoke me for a few days. I miss you so much." Bear raised her little face and pouted. Her tender voice was very serious.

Xiong Miao lowered her head and her face was hit by her small face. "Mommy also misses you. But Mommy is at home. Why didn't you guys go up and look for me?"

When she woke up in the morning, she did not see the children pressure her. She was still wondering if they had forgotten about her.

"Qiao Meng wanted to look for you. Papa said, don't disturb your sleep. Then, Papa carried Qiao Meng into the car and sent her to the kindergarten." Junjun also raised his little head and restored the scene in the morning.

Although Xiong Miao did not see the scene in the morning with her own eyes, after hearing what Junjun said, she could imagine what kind of situation it was. Junjun must have been angered by his father again.

Poor Junjun, always being taught a lesson by his father.

Xiong Miao touched his head in pain. "In the future, whatever your father says, just listen to him. Don't make him angry. "

When that man got angry, it was really too scary.

However, Zhan Yeling told the children not to disturb her sleep. Was it because he felt too much guilt towards her last night?

When this thought appeared in her mind, it was quickly dispersed by her.

How could Zhan Yeling, that insufferably arrogant man, feel guilty?

Then why did he ask the children not to disturb her? Could it be that he felt sorry for her and wanted her to rest for a while longer?

It was even more impossible. If his heart ached for her, then he wouldn't have tortured her like that.

"Mommy, come and look at the computer that Papa gave me." Qianqian said. His pair of black and tender eyes shone with an elite light.0

Obviously, he was very happy.

As he spoke, his small hand pulled Xiong Miao's hand and pulled her to the side of the tea table.

Qianqian's little hand fiddled with the computer keyboard twice and a string of ABCD immediately appeared on the computer screen. Xiong Miao could not understand the code.

She sat beside Qianqian and looked at him in surprise. "What is this?"

"This is a firewall that I made out of boredom just now. It's just for fun." Qianqian said.

Xiong Miao was speechless."

It was such a high-tech thing that she could not even understand. This little brat Qianqian actually said that it was just for fun?

"The computer that Papa bought for his nest has very high performance and is very good to use. It is much better than those ordinary computers in the market." Qianqian happily praised and presented a treasure to Xiong Miao.

Xiong Miao,... "" Big brother, have you seen the ordinary computers in the market?

As your mother, I don't remember what kind of computer I bought for you.

You haven't even bought a child's reading machine, right?

"Uncle Soong's equipment quality is still a little low." Qianqian bit his little finger, looking very distressed.

Xiong Miao asked, "Does Uncle Soong often play computer games for you?"

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