Chapter 2182 Zi Yi Qingqing Extra Chapter 3

"Brother Ziyi."

When Mo Ziyi let go of her hand, Qingqing's face immediately changed.

There was a sense of grievance and sadness in those clear eyes. Without thinking, he immediately reached out and grabbed Mo Ziyi's hand, still holding it tightly, for fear of being thrown away by him.

The voice that came out was filled with deep grievance, and there was a pitiful look on his little face.

Every time she showed this expression and looked at Mo Ziyi pitifully, no matter how angry Zi Yi was, it would all disappear.

This time was no exception. Mo Ziyi finally surrendered to Qingqing's pitiful appearance, held her hand with his backhand, and said sincerely, "I'm not forbidding you to eat candy or chocolate, but you have a toothache." It will be very uncomfortable at this time, so try to eat as few sweets as possible.”

"Brother Ziyi, I know, I will listen to you from now on."

Qingqing often makes mistakes, but her speed and attitude in admitting her mistakes are definitely very good.

Usually, she would obediently agree to whatever Zi Yi said, and then continue to make mistakes, but Zi Yi had nothing to do with her.

"real?"

"Really, I promise, if you don't believe me, brother Ziyi and I are hooking up." Qingqing said, stretching out her other white and tender hand.

Seeing her serious look, Zi Yi felt soft in her heart. A smile appeared on her lips unconsciously, and her eyes softened, "Okay, I'll hook up with you. Once you hook up, you can't go back on it. If you want to eat sweets in the future, Tell me when the time comes."

"I know, I know. Brother Ziyi said that Qingqing can eat candies three times a month." A bright smile bloomed on Qingqing's face, and her eyes lit up by the smile were as bright as stars.

The two of them stood on the roadside pulling hooks, and the soft moonlight shone on them, like a thin layer of gauze covering them. The childhood sweethearts at this moment were like a beautiful picture scroll.

"Okay, now go home and do your homework."

After pulling the hook, Zi Yi patted Qing Qing's head lovingly. Qing Qing was as obedient as a pet, letting Zi Yi rub her hair.

**

Wen family

Wen Jin put her daughter to sleep and came to Zhang Minghui's room and saw Zhang Minghui leaning on the bedside reading a book.

He walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, looked at Zhang Minghui, and said casually, "I heard your aunt said you were in a bad mood?"

Zhang Minghui closed the book in his hand, looked up at Wen Jin, and showed a forced smile, "Uncle, I'm fine."

Wen Jin smiled gently, "Isn't there a conflict with Zi Yi?"

"There was no conflict, I was just scolded by Zi Yi." The smile on Zhang Minghui's face disappeared, and his voice was a little muffled.

Wen Jinjun raised his eyebrows and raised his voice slightly, "Oh, for what reason?"

Zhang Minghui hesitated for two seconds before answering him, "I thought my sister Qingqing liked the chocolate that my aunt gave me last night, so I gave it to her today."

"I see."

Wen Jin suddenly realized that he was Mo Ziyi's second uncle, so he naturally knew his nephew.

"Zi Yi is a bit harsh in not allowing Qing Qing to eat sweets, but it's for Qing Qing's own good. When Qing Qing gets a toothache, no one can coax her away. Zi Yi has to coax her, so he is strict with her."

"It's my fault too. I knew Zi Yi wouldn't allow sister Qingqing to eat sweets, but I secretly gave them to her."

"Then just don't give her candy next time. When it comes to treating Qingqing, don't go against Zi Yi. He treats Qingqing as a treasure."

At this point, Zi Yi and Mo Xiuchen are quite similar.

Zhang Minghui lowered his eyes, "I won't do it again. I don't want to be misunderstood by Zi Yi."

"Then stop being so gloomy. You and Zi Yi have known each other for so many years, so you should know his temper." Wen Jin patted his shoulder comfortingly.

He stood up and said, "Go to bed early and don't read too late."

**

The next day, when Zi Yi sent Qing Qing to the classroom, she met the little boy who gave Qing Qing chocolate yesterday at the door of the classroom.

Because Zi Yi was there, when the boy saw Qing Qing, he just smiled at her and didn't dare to say hello.

Qingqing also smiled at him in a friendly manner, but Zi Yi's handsome little face turned pale and called out to the little boy, "Kid, wait a moment."

"Did you call me?"

The little boy was stunned and looked at Mo Ziyi blankly.

Mo Ziyi nodded, held Qingqing's hand and let go, gave her her schoolbag, and said softly, "Qingqing, go to the classroom first."

"oh."

Qingqing smiled slightly, borrowed her schoolbag, waved goodbye to Ziyi, and ran into the classroom.

"You gave Qingqing chocolate yesterday?"

As soon as Qingqing entered the classroom, Mo Ziyi felt the transition from warm spring to cold early winter. Although his voice was calm, the displeasure in his tone was obvious.

The little boy's eyes flashed, "Qingqing helped me last time, and I gave her chocolates to thank her."

"What did it help you with?"

"This is a secret between me and Qingqing, I can't tell you."

When Zi Yi heard this, his expression became even more ugly, and the corner of his mouth curved into a sneer, "I don't want to know yet."

Before the little boy could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard him say again, "However, you are not allowed to give gifts to Qingqing in the future. Her food, clothing, and playthings are all the best. Those things you gave her may not be used." It was unclean and made her sick.”

"What I gave you was not unclean."

Although the little boy was afraid of Zi Yi, he obviously felt insulted and retorted loudly with a red face.

A classmate next to them turned around to look at them, but Mo Ziyi was calm and unfazed.

But the little boy angrily took out yesterday's chocolate from his schoolbag and raised his hand to show Mo Ziyi, "This is what I gave to Qingqing yesterday."

"Is this chocolate?"

Zi Yi looked at the chocolate in the little boy's hand and raised a handsome eyebrow.

"My mother brought this to me on a special trip from abroad." The little boy flattened his mouth in grievance, his eyes slightly red.

Mo Ziyi rolled his eyes and said lazily, "Okay, to you, this may be a very precious thing, but to Qingqing, it is more than a little different from the chocolate she eats. Therefore, what you think is precious is not suitable for her."

"..."

The little boy pursed his lips, and although he felt aggrieved, he stopped talking.

"I don't mean to look down on you. Just stop giving gifts to Qingqing in the future."

"One day I will be as rich as you and buy the best gift for Qingqing." The little boy dropped this sentence fiercely as if provoking, stopped looking at Mo Ziyi, and hurried into the classroom.

Mo Ziyi sneered, "It's not dark yet, and I'm starting to dream again."

Can someone as rich as him be able to give Qingqing the best?

However, the little boy's words reminded him that he should take a more optimistic view of Qingqing in the future, so as not to overestimate his ability to snatch his future girlfriend.

Alas, now I finally understand why my father keeps my mother by his side 24 hours a day.