Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

Xiao Moli took a quick glance.

Under the Eiffel Tower, the little girl in the photo smiled as bright as the sun.

"When is this photo?"

An Ziqi leaned over and took a look, "Six years ago." Xiao Moli pursed his lips thinking about what happened six years ago, and stroked her slightly green face with his fingertips in the photo.

If I could earlier...

They may have been together a long time ago, how could they miss so many years.

See him fascinated.

"Is this girl very beautiful?"

An Ziqi said proudly with her small face up, she changed her narcissism this time.

Xiao Moli looked up at her, then looked at the photo, and said seriously, "The photo is much more cute than you."

"Then you can get the certificate with the photo."

An Ziqi curled her lips and turned away to not look at him. Before receiving the certificate, she began to dislike her.

"Although the photos are cute, real people are more beautiful and feel better."

Xiao Moli changed his mouth from goodness.

"roll."

An Ziqi smiled and punched him with a fist.

This rogue.

Xiao Moli stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, letting her lean on his chest and watch the photo album together.

When turning to a photo behind, Xiao Moli's hand paused.

"This is where?"

An Ziqi took the photo. There was an alley in the background. There were no characters, and it looked like it was taken casually.

Thinking hard, "It seems like..."

Halfway through the conversation, but I can't remember it, that part of the memory seems to be getting blurred.

"I...I... don't remember."

He punched his head vigorously. When he saw it, he seemed to have an impression. How could he not remember it at all? Xiao Moli's heart jumped violently, and he hurriedly grabbed her hand.

"Just forget it if you don't remember it, maybe it's too long."

Seeing An Ziqi frowned, turned the photo forward a few pages, and calmly changed the subject, "You don't seem to look like your sister at all."

Although An Siqing looks pretty, she is far behind An Ziqi.

Of course, Shao Li completely ignored that he was a lover and saw Xi Tzu in his eyes. In his eyes, no other woman could compare to his wife.

When An Ziqi heard what he said, she recovered, reached out her hand to touch her face, smiled and replied, "Well, I look more like my mother, and Siqing looks more like my dad."

Xiao Moli squeezed her small face and looked at it, "My wife is still pretty."

"Of course, I used to be a recognized school tweed."

An Ziqi was coaxed to be happy, and poked his chest and asked, "Xiao Moli, say, did you look at me because I look good?"

"I find my wife who doesn't care if she looks good or not."

"Yo, so noble?"

"Because they are not as good-looking as I am."

"You are a narcissist."

...

After reading the photo album, Xiao Moli just put it on the table, only to see a delicate hollow silver lock next to the photo album.

An Ziqi is such an adult, still playing this?

I picked it up and looked at it. The material should be forged with silver and other metals, with a higher hardness. The word Qi in the middle is made up of many engraved micro-engraving techniques.

Although the things are not valuable, the workmanship is still exquisite.

"Do you like this? I will ask the Jewelry Department to make you a better one another day."

"My grandpa asked me to do this when I was young."

An Ziqi took it from him, but thought of Simon.

No matter what she thought, she couldn't understand, how could this silver lock be in his hands?