"Xiao Weiran, are you okay?"

The year-old Qi Zixiao walked in, a pair of amber eyes very similar to Mr. Qi's flashing anxious gaze.

He was relieved to see Xiao Weiran standing in the room alive.

Stretching out his hands, Qi Zixiao stepped forward and gave Qi Weiran a big hug.

"It's okay."

Qi Zixiao has been raised as the successor of the head of the Qi family since he was a child, so although he is still young now, he has naturally carried a high-flying little president fan in his gestures.

In front of the outer rén miàn, noble and cold, perfect enough to make people ashamed of themselves, but in front of the home rén miàn, it is two different things.

Especially Su Xiaoya and Xiao Weiran.

One is his favorite mommy, and the other is the little princess he brought up since childhood.

Before Aunt Tang Rou was reborn and came back, Xiao Weiran trusted him the most.

Therefore, Qi Zixiao's feelings for Xiao Weiran are even deeper than those for his mèi mèi Qi Qianxun.

"Xiao Weiran, give, this is my gift to you, you were seriously injured this time, I will give you a crushing shock."

Qi Weiran raised her little head, and when she saw Qi Zixiao take out a big box and open it, her eyes immediately lit up.

"It's beautiful!"

The box contains some very beautiful ornaments, the colors are pink and bright, and at first glance it is what the little girl likes.

A doting smile flashed on Qi Zixiao's lips, and his slender fingers took out a purple bow clip, and the novice put it on Xiao Weiran's head.

While explaining it to her.

"There's a small qiè ting, but that's not the point, it's just for paralyzing the enemy."

took out another piece of transparent paper, tore it open, and pasted it directly on Xiao Weiran's arm.

It was a small, delicate, direct-fitting tattoo pattern, a beautiful little flower.

And it fits so seamlessly that you can't tell it's just pasted on.

"This posted tattoo is really a qiè ting sensor. If the enemy takes the headband away, Xiao Weiran doesn't have to be afraid. Qi Zixiao laughed wryly.

pinched Xiao Weiran's small nose.

"In the future, if Xiao Weiran encounters danger again, I can do the whole thing."

Everyone rushed over to see the other things Qi Zixiao had prepared.

A small poison needle injector that looks like a pretty sweater chain on the surface.

A brooch armed with a butterfly is actually a shocker with a lot of power.

There is also a bottle of hand cream, which can be applied to the hand as long as it can hold the enemy's hand, and the opponent's fingerprint can be automatically taken.

These beautiful and practical things were all made by Qi Zixiao himself for two nights.

"Wow, brother Xiao, you deserve to be a genius boy."

Xiao Weiran was so excited that she couldn't do it, holding these beautiful things in a circle, and a pair of watery eyes smiled like a crescent moon.

All eyes in the room were cast on the strange things in the box.

Qi Zheng nodded.

"Xiao Bao is really getting more and more capable, go and give my agents some guidance in the future."

"I'm awesome! is capable and cute, Mu Chen was incomparable when he was a child. Jian Xiaomin was so proud that she flew into the sky quickly.

This behavior of stepping on one and stepping on the other made Mr. Qi's face a little black when he was "incomparable" when he was a child.

Amber eyes narrowed instantly, and after glancing at his son, who had grown into a cold boy, Mr. Qi coughed.

The voice was cold.

"Qi Zixiao, don't you think your design is unreasonable? Xiao Weiran is only five years old, and a five-year-old child will have a tattoo? Are you so stupid as an enemy? ”

(Education 123 Literature Network)