Chapter 97

"Uncle Ling." Mu Ying's voice was sharp and she didn't even wear slippers. She rushed to Ling Xiaohan's arms.

Ling Xiaohan hurriedly dodges and makes her jump into the air.

Outstanding handsome face cold air gushing, eyes deep, serious frown: "how do you run to China?"

"I'm after you." Mu Ying smiles a little, and the excitement on her little face cannot be covered.

Ji Qianchen put his dishes on the table, then walked to Ling Xiaohan and took his arm: "honey, I made a very rich seafood dinner for Mu Ying, am I becoming virtuous?"

Ling Xiaohan looks down at Ji Qianchen's sparkling eyes, and catches a touch of bad intention from her bottom.

According to what he knows about his little wife.

I'm afraid this meal is a Hongmen feast or a poison food feast.

"Auntie, do you still have to judge me as a guest? Is your dish ready? I'll try it. If it's not delicious, it can't be called virtuous. "

Mu Ying runs to the dining table.

Ling Xiaohan holds out his hand and clasps Ji Qianchen's waist. The light of his eyes falls on her from above. He holds out his hand and gently collects the sweat beads on her forehead. "Sweating, is it fun?"

"It's fun. You'll see later. Let's go." Ji Qianchen chuckles and drags Ling Xiaohan to the dining table.

I haven't sat there yet.

Muying, who had been the first to taste it, dropped her chopsticks and shouted, desperately spitting out what was in her mouth.

"Fie fie fie FIE, what are all these things? They are so disgusting. Are they eaten by people?" Muying originally wanted to taste it and it was delicious. She also said it was delicious on purpose.

Now, it's good. There's no need for her to say that it's bad. Tens of millions of taste bud cells have helped her make an evaluation.

Ji Qianchen and Ling Xiaohan were seated at the same time.

With his hands on his chin, his eyes were sly. "It's not for people to eat, is it for ghosts to eat?"

"Poor review, super poor review, so salty. I want water. " Muying licks her tongue and looks for water everywhere.

"Oh, I suddenly forgot. There seems to be no mineral water at home, only tap water. Do you want to drink it?"

Ji Qianchen amused her with a smile.

This girl doesn't have any idea. It's fun to play tricks on her.

It's just that she's so similar to herself four years ago. She's just as pure and lovely and unbridled.

She is afraid that Ling Xiaohan will be deeply attracted by her.

Suddenly, a sense of insecurity came to mind.

Muying can't find any water, so she has to go to the refrigerator and take a box of milk to relieve the salty taste on her taste buds.

Ling Xiao's cold Phoenix eyes are half squinting, slightly glancing at Ji Qianchen on the side of his body. His eyes are soft and doting: "thanks for coming out of your mind."

"Cough, I'm not big, but I have a big brain hole. You don't know."

Ling Xiaohan stared at the curve covered by her clothes and nodded, "well, it's not big."

Following his eyes, Ji Qianchen looks down at his own place.

Shit!

I think she is small.

"Disrelish me small, you look for the big one, but still suggest not to look for Mu Ying, she is smaller than mine."

Ji Qianchen shrugs his shoulders and proudly raises his lips.

The glib little mouth is more and more charming, red and shining.

Ling Xiaohan can't help but reach out, hold her chin, pick it up and peck it up.

"Well..."

The sudden kiss made her tremble for no reason.

There is no place for a pair of small hands.

In front of his heart, let him kiss wantonly.

Muying comes back from drinking milk and rushes back to the dining table. She is deeply hurt by the scene in front of her. She stomps her feet angrily: "ah, no kiss."

Ling Xiaohan seems not to be affected by her slightest, focusing and affectionate rolling kiss.

The entanglement between the teeth of the shell sends out sweet fragrance.

After a kiss.

Ji Qianchen looks at Mu Ying with a red face.

The wench seemed to explode in place. Her hands were picking at her skirt and her eyes were full of fire.

"Husband, are we a little too much, in front of a child?" Ji Qianchen frowns, pretends to be sorry and asks Ling Xiaohan.

"She's grown up. It's better to have a look."

Ling Xiao's cold face did not change, and his eyes flashed a deep meaning.

Mu Ying rushes over angrily: "Uncle Ling, you are too much."

"If you can't stand it, go back and forth." Ling Xiao's cold mouth didn't give Mu Ying any affection.

"Husband, don't be so cruel to a little girl. Xiao Ying, don't you want to eat seafood? Zhang Ma, bring out my seafood dinner. "

It's time to move out her soldiers and crabs and give Mu Ying a final blow.

When Zhang Ma heard the order in the kitchen, she hurriedly brought out a plate of crabs and prawns.Ling Xiaohan sees Zhang Ma holding a plate of seafood and aquatic products that are still rolling, and his mouth is twitching.

Muying stands at the dining table, pouting her lips. She is like a deflated ball with no vitality.

All of a sudden, a plate of crabs and prawns still crawling came to her table.

"Miss mu, please take your time."

"Ah ah..." Mu Ying jumped on the chair in fright, with neat movements.

A plate of crabs and lobsters were crawling on the huge table.

Muying covers her little face and is almost crying.

She was most afraid of these things with pliers from childhood.

Ji Qianchen sat on the chair and watched the play happily.

"Uncle Ling, I'm afraid."

Mu Ying holds the back of her chair and looks at Ling Xiaohan in tears.

"I'm afraid I'll roll back to Paris early. You've been invited to dinner. The Housekeeper will see you off."

Ling Xiaohan grabs Ji Qianchen's hand and suddenly gets up from the chair.

"Miss mu, please." The housekeeper made a respectful gesture and smiled.

Just now, the young lady's fresh dish made her mouth twitch.

Muying bit her lip and jumped out of the chair. "I don't want to leave. I don't have a place to go. I want to live here."

Ji Qianchen thought that she had finally got rid of the clingy little boy. Unexpectedly, she had the courage to propose to live here for a long time.

"Housekeeper, see off." Ling Xiao's hard restatement of cold, the bottom of the eyes a cold feeling.

Would he agree to leave such a big light bulb at home?

"Yes, Miss mu. Let's go. I'll take your suitcase with me." The housekeeper dragged the suitcase she had brought when she came, grabbed her arm and dragged it out.

"No, uncle Ling If you drive me away, my father will deal with Ling. "

"Seeing off"

Almost without hesitation, Ling Xiaohan accentuates his tone and roars fiercely.

What he hates most is the threat. What muying has committed is a big taboo.

Although muying used all kinds of methods, she was coquettish and cute, begging for forgiveness, but she still didn't escape the fate of being driven out of the gate by the housekeeper.

There was a silence in the hall.

Ji Qianchen's stomach guru broke the silence for a moment.

"Hungry?" Ling Xiao's cold eyes are clear and light, sweeping on Ji Qianchen.

"Well." An honest admission.