Chapter 628
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Just as Mu Qi was being threatened with death by Xie Mobei and Mo Wuan.
Mu Qi turned his head to look at Little Lu Li on the sofa.
Her confrontation with her father had already entered the final stage.
Obviously, Little Lu Li had won in the end.
Of course, it could also be that Lu Junhan couldn't be bothered with her.
In short, she was dressed in a pink down jacket. She looked delicate and had two beautiful long ponytails. She looked like a little girl.
Like a sloth hugging a tree, her small body clung tightly to her father's body.
One arm was holding the round and green watermelon steadily.
The other hand was wrapped tightly around her father's neck.
Her little feet, which were clad in thick pink socks, kicked Lu Junhan's body incessantly. Her fair and chubby little face was sobbing uncontrollably. Her long, black eyelashes were wet from her tears, and even her cheeks were stained with tears.
Her sobbing appearance was extremely frightening to look at.
Of course, the expression on Lu Junhan's face was also extremely frightening.
Mu Qi: "…"
What a good mother.
Even at this time, she still didn't forget to hug her baby and strangle her father to death.
In the end, Lu Junhan couldn't take it anymore. She reached out and wanted to pull the little girl down. Her voice was cold as she said, "Are you getting down?"
"Don't, Daddy. I can protect you. Really, both the baby and I can protect you …"
At this moment, the little girl was immersed in the sadness that they were all going to die. Her small body twitched. Seeing that her father still wouldn't let her hug him, her expression became even sadder.
Her little hand around her father's neck tightened. Her bright red little mouth pursed, and her big black eyes were filled with tears as she looked at the cold him.
But he didn't have time to continue.
The little watermelon in her other arm was squeezed and directly rolled out of the little girl's arm with a "plop". Immediately after, it swept across the air in a green arc …
Just as it was about to hit the sharp corner of the coffee table in front of him, he suddenly stopped.
Mu Qi, who was not far away, raised his eyebrows when he saw this. He bent down slightly, stretched out his long arm, and grabbed the small watermelon that was about to be smashed into pieces, as if he was playing basketball. He was unusually accurate and easy.
Mu Qi had a faint smile on his lips. He lowered his eyes and looked at the small watermelon that he was playing with in his hand.
The little girl's two small hands couldn't hold the watermelon, but for the adults, they could hold it firmly with one hand.
Elder Shen, Lan Xi, and Xie Mobei had been paying attention to this side.
Naturally, he also saw the "bloody" scene where the watermelon fell from the little girl's hand and almost hit the corner of the table.
Now that they saw that the watermelon was firmly in Mu Qi's hands, they couldn't help but feel relieved.
After all, this watermelon was now a very important prop.
And of course, Lu Junhan saw it too.
Seeing that Mu Qi had caught it, his slightly furrowed brows relaxed. It wasn't because it was a prop, but because if the watermelon broke, someone would cry to death again.
Once they cried, they might cry for most of the day.
When that time came, no one would be able to live peacefully.
They all saw what happened the entire time. Only the little girl didn't know.
Because the little girl was lying on her father's body, her back was facing the coffee table.
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