Chapter 864

Outside the courtyard, there is no Zhao Wanxi coming out. Ning Shun peeks at the master. In the night wind, the man stands upright and upright.

My Lord! When else do we have to stand?

Ning Shun asked in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything.

But at dusk four, he coughed softly: "cough Master, Miss Wanxi should not come out tonight! "

Leng junao's eagle eyes, which are as cold as ice awl, sweep past Mu Si's face. His thin lips are tight. Although he didn't say a word, his eyes seem to say: I want you to talk more! Can't I see that?

The man's deep eagle eyes, and finally looked at the closed door, frowning slightly.

Son of a bitch, grab a woman with him the first night you come back!

"All back!"

When they are separated, they go back to the room to have a rest. Leng junao also knows Xi'er's temper. He won't care about that smelly boy tonight.

The next day, it was just dawn, and lin'er woke up.

In front of the beautiful boy, silent eyes staring at a silent.

It turns out that this is not a dream, everything is true, fairy sister really appeared last night, and sleep with him.

A kid's lips are up, and he is always proud and lonely. He seldom shows a knowing smile.

Like telepathy, the corners of Zhao Wanxi's lips are slightly raised, her cheeks are slightly itchy, and she slowly opens her eyes drowsily.

A boy is playing with her hair, there is a little bit of tease her cheek, face with a rare childlike innocence.

"Lin'er!"

A boy pursed his mouth and snickered. The joy on his face was obvious. He really liked fairy sister.

Zhao Wanxi rubbed his little head and chuckled: "I'll make you what I want to eat in the morning."

"No matter what fairy sister does, I like it..."

Oh! What a sweet mouthed boy. He looks cold and cool. In fact, he is the same as his father. He is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. He looks cold on the outside, but he looks like a big stove inside. He can melt the iceberg hot.

Zhao Wanxi got out of bed with a smile. As soon as she opened the door, she almost ran into a human wall.

In the early morning, Leng junao appeared here. His tall and straight body was adhered with a pink figure. It was his baby daughter Leng Zitong.

"Mother..."

Tong son saw Niang, open a small hand straight toward to come over.

Zhao Wanxi caught her and hugged her. She gave her daughter a big kiss on her pink cheek: "tong'er, my little baby, I want to die."

"Mother, I have a new father."

Tong son embraces the neck of the woman, a face excitedly point to cold Jun Ao.

Zhao Wanxi's eyes turned to the man. Under the silver mask, the man's deep eagle eyes blinked slightly with a smile.

It seems that this man can't wait to recognize his baby daughter. He can't let his baby daughter call him uncle all the time!

Zhao Wanxi pursed her lips and snickered. She looked back at tong'er's lovely face: "he's your father, like a fake

At the same time, Leng junao's eyes looked at lin'er, who had been standing silently in the room looking at them. He hooked his fingers and motioned him to come over!

Like a hunch, a boy turned his mouth, stubbornly shook his head, refused to go one step.

Leng Jun Ao narrowed his eyes and frowned slightly. Zhao Wanxi gave the man a look and cleared his throat: "your father and son haven't seen each other for many days. Have a good chat. I'll cook noodles for you."