Addicted to being spoiled! The little crybaby cries every day!

Chapter 162 It Wasn’t Intentional…

Huo Sizhe was ultimately unable to coax the little girl in front of him. He believed that if he didn't talk to her, even if she stopped crying after being coaxed by him, she would definitely cry secretly in her bed at night.

Huo Sizhe pursed his lips and finally told the girl who was crying and gasping for breath what he knew.

The moment Mo Liyao heard the man's first words, she knew he was going to tell her what was going on, so she quickly wiped away her tears and listened to him eagerly.

The man spoke quickly and summarized succinctly, telling the girl what happened that day in just a few sentences.

After listening to the whole thing, Mo Liyao subconsciously lowered her head and thought.

According to the villain, Xiaoxiao did not board the flight to Country Y, but was directly kidnapped by her brother at the boarding gate?

Her brother must be in cahoots with the villain, so no wonder they were able to use Xiaoxiao's number to send her messages.

(|||?︵?.)

It turned out that the two of them had been fooled by them all along and fell into the trap they had dug.

(??︹??)嘤嘤嘤(?o﹏o?)

"So you knew I was going to run away?" Mo Liyao felt frustrated and raised her head to ask the man.

She still couldn't figure out how they knew they were going to escape?

Huo Sizhe curled his lips gently, put one hand around the girl's waist to prevent her from falling off his legs, and touched the girl's furry head with the other hand.

He said slowly, "Guai Yaoyao, did you know that your best friend's phone has some software installed by her greedy brother?"

In fact, he didn't know it through Murong Xi. He knew it much earlier than that man. He had already eavesdropped on the girl's thoughts and heard it.

But he couldn't say that, otherwise, wouldn't his ability to eavesdrop on girls' thoughts be exposed?

and so……

Anyway, Murong Xi is indeed doing this kind of thing now. Isn't it reasonable to put all the blame on him?

Mo Liyao raised her brows slightly, a hint of doubt revealed in her clean and clear eyes, and obvious shock was revealed on her delicate face.

"Really?"

Is Brother Murong's possessiveness towards baby Xiaoxiao already so strong? ...

Huo Sizhe nodded without blushing or beating his heart.

"Why would I lie to you? Huh?"

Mo Liyao looked at the man's pair of black eyes and saw that there was no panic at all, and he certainly didn't look like he was lying.

I could only pout and say "oh".

But...(=xェx=)

"Huo Sizhe...can you help Xiaoxiao..."

Huo Sizhe didn't expect her to make such a request. He raised his eyebrows slightly and pinched the girl's soft little face.

Without any smile or hesitation, she refused, "My dear, this is someone else's family affair. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for me to help her so rashly."

Mo Liyao pulled at the man's shirt with her small hands, and became a little panicked when she heard the man's refusal.

It seems that baby Xiaoxiao is not willing at all. If no one helps her, won't she be dominated by Brother Murong?

Huo Sizhe gently supported the girl's waist.

Even though it has been almost six months now, the girl's waist is no longer as slender as it used to be.

But even if she adds a little more flesh, it doesn't affect the girl's beauty at all.

She was still as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water, with bright eyes and white teeth. Her eyes were watery and she cried as if she wanted to give her her life...

"Husband..." Mo Liyao bit her lower lip gently, sniffed her nose, and moved upwards little by little.

The girl originally climbed on top of the man, but then she sat on his legs because she was afraid of falling...

After that move...

Mo Liyao clearly felt...

The man also hummed subconsciously, looking at the little girl in his arms, her face flushed, her eyes filled with spring water, so bright and beautiful that it seemed as if it was about to overflow.

He couldn't help but curl his lips and slightly raised his eyebrows, his expression becoming even darker than before.

The voice was hoarse, "My dear, are you happy?"

Mo Liyao's face had already turned red like a cooked shrimp, her breathing became lighter, and she quickly retorted, "No... I didn't mean it..."

"Well... Yaoyao didn't mean it..."

The man said so, but he couldn't suppress the turmoil in his eyes...

Mo Liyao swallowed, and her clean, clear eyes like spring water were filled with tension.

【嘤嘤嘤(?o﹏o?)……】