Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

However, the two little guys made an agreement behind the adults' backs to keep the New Year together during the Chinese New Year.

After Wen Zhigu's mother and son were sent away, Shu Nuan's leg injury was almost incomprehensibly healed. These days, because Wen Zhigu came to visit her, he didn't run to the commercial bank. Let Li Xiaoke come to know if there is anything. There will be a sound.

But now that the end of the year is approaching, many things have to be dealt with in advance.

And Ah Che also had to go back to Nanchao because of Nanchao's summons.

The Heng mansion suddenly became very deserted.

Shu Nuan went to the firm, only Chen Bo was left to study with the little girl in Heng's mansion.

Because they were accompanied by Little Jian and the others a few days ago, Qingzhi didn't have extra time to think about things, but this will be bored in Heng's mansion. After a long time, Qingzhi misses Shunuan very much, but she is afraid The adults were worried, but Qing Zhi couldn't resist going out until it was almost noon, taking advantage of Uncle Chen going to rest.

When going out, Qing Zhi put on a cloak and wrapped herself up, for fear that if she accidentally got sick again, it would make Shu Nuan feel sad.

Qingzhi looked up for a long time on the side of the street, and finally a carriage arrived.

"Where is the girl going?"

Qingzhi showed the written words to the driver——Changge Trading Company

"Okay!"

After getting into the carriage, Qing Zhi secretly opened the corner of the curtain, looking at the bustling street, the little guy felt empty in his heart, feeling that something was missing.

Obviously New Year's Eve... is almost here.

Qingzhi rolled her eyes absent-mindedly, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure outside the car window from the corner of her eye, Qingzhi's eyes lit up slightly, and she went out and shook the driver's hand.

"What's the matter girl? Do you want to play here?"

Qing Zhi nodded and gave him the broken silver.

After getting off the carriage, Qingzhi took a mouthful of the bitter wind suddenly, coughed until his eyes were red, but he still ran in that direction.

Qingzhi was very anxious, but the more anxious she was, the more she couldn't run faster. On the contrary, her breathing became more and more uncomfortable. She accidentally missed the road and tripped over something. She groaned in pain and coughed even worse.

In the crowd, the man turned his head.

A small ball of snow-white fluff fell to the ground.

The little thing raised his head from the cloak hat, saw him turn his head, and his clear black eyes lit up.

Sheng Qianmo strode over and picked up the little girl.

Such a light and small girl.

Qingzhi was wearing a snow-white warm cloak, and the green bamboo leaves embroidered on the brocade made the little girl more elegant and docile. Her hair was combed beautifully, two braids hung down on both sides of her shoulders, and the broken hair floating from her forehead followed her Rinpoche's eyes fluttered.

Qingzhi looked up at him with a small face, very pure and clean eyes.

Sheng Qianmo gently grasped the little girl's little wrist, and opened her thin lips lightly, as if the heart was broken in that instant, but the words she said were flat and gentle: "It's you."

Hearing that he still remembered herself, Qing Zhi frowned, nodded, and thought of something again, and gave him the peace amulet she bought with Xiao Jian's brother a few days ago, as a thank you for that day.

I have taught you several times, and you must repay your kindness.

When the little guy handed him the talisman, Sheng Qianmo's fingers moved slightly, his eyes suddenly filled with unexplained dark emotions, he spoke slowly, his voice still low: "Give it to me?"

Qingzhi looked at him and nodded.

Sheng Qianmo took it, and the peace talisman fell into his palm, with the residual warmth of a small thing.