Chapter 696

Name:Morning, the Heir Author:Moon 月儿
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"What happened these days?" Leng Yihuang asked.

"The young lady takes the young master to work every day. It's nothing special. One day Mu Linyun happened to see the young lady, and I've sent someone to stop her. But he may have seen the license plate, so he found the company where the young lady is. He met with the young lady and seemed to agree to her interview."

"Oh, yes, we have bought the house next to the young lady. Here is the key, young master."

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The doorbell rang, because Leng Junlin couldn't see cat's eye, so he didn't open the door, and called Lin Xiaomi to go.

Lin Xiaomi saw Leng Yihuang and quickly opened the door: "are you back?"

Lin Xiaomi is wearing a SpongeBob's apron, long black hair and a ponytail behind his head. His face is painted with light makeup. For a moment, Leng Yihuang seems to see Lin Xiaomi a few years ago.

"Come in."

Leng Yihuang quietly took back his sight and said, "you've been working hard these days. Junlin must have given you a lot of trouble."

"No, Jun Lin is very obedient. I won't be bored with him."

"Zhu Zhu, who is it?" Just then, a milky voice came from the kitchen, and then Leng Junlin came running with the same sponge baby apron.

Seeing Leng Yihuang coming in, he frowned immediately: "Dad, how did you come back so soon?"

Leng Yihuang black face, cold eyes light to see in front of the "unfilial son", this is whose son, along the sewer.

Leng Junlin was Leng Yihuang stare shrink neck, pursed a small mouth, eyes smart turn, smile to say: "Dad, I want to die you."

"You haven't eaten yet. It'll be ready soon."

Lin Xiaomi said and went into the kitchen, and finally there was a soup.

Leng Junlin poured a glass of water for Leng Yihuang: "Dad, sit down. I'll go in and help Zhuzhu."

Then, regardless of him, he turned and ran into the kitchen.

Leng Yihuang looks at the glass cup on the table and walks towards the kitchen.

Leng Junlin stepped on a small stool with a small pot of salt in his hand.

Lin Xiaomi holds him in one hand, holds the pot in the other hand, and says "OK". Leng Junlin trembles and adds salt to the pot.

Lin Xiaomi tasted a mouthful, felt the taste was just right, and then scooped a small spoon, gently blowing cold to Leng Junlin's mouth.

Leng Jun Lin chuckled. His face was baking powder in front of the fire. He narrowed his eyes and said, "it's delicious."

Lin Xiaomi patted his ass and said, "go get the bowl."

Leng Junlin jumped down from the stool and turned his head to see Leng Yihuang leaning on the doorframe: "Dad."

Lin Xiaomi smell speech, surprised turn head also saw Leng Yihuang.

Leng Yihuang's eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as water. He stood upright and said politely, "don't bother. Just do something."

Lin Xiaomi said with a smile: "it's ready. Let's have dinner."

Leng Yihuang nodded and took the initiative to help her with the dishes and chopsticks. This action caused Leng Junlin's dissatisfaction. He complained with a small mouth: "Dad, this is my job."

Leng Yihuang didn't even bother to give him a spare light, so he ignored him directly.

Lin Xiaomi brought out all the dishes. Thinking that Leng Junlin wanted to drink coke when she was shopping today, she took two bottles from the kitchen, one for Leng Junlin and the other for Leng Yihuang.

Leng Junlin is so happy that he wants to drink it. Leng Yihuang's face is suddenly gloomy: "Leng Junlin! Have I ever told you not to drink such a mess? "

"Zhu Zhu bought it for me." Leng Junlin spoke discontentedly.

Leng Yihuang's eagle's eyes narrowed, with a cold attitude. His eyes looked at him for a moment. It was obvious that he was not allowed to drink.

Leng Junlin's face was a little angry. He would pour his drink into his mouth if he didn't dare to ignore it. Leng Yihuang slapped his chopsticks on the table with a "pa" sound: "Leng Junlin, don't you turn a deaf ear to my words?"

That attitude is very severe, cold Jun Lin eye socket suddenly red up, shriveled small mouth, tears in the eye socket.

Lin Xiaomi immediately felt distressed. He quickly reached out and held Leng Junlin in his arms. Dissatisfied, he looked at Leng Yihuang: "what's the matter? This is my first time to buy it for him. What does it matter if I drink a little occasionally? What's more, if you have something to say, you can't say it well. You're scared of the children. "

As soon as Lin Xiaomi's voice fell, Leng Junlin began to cry with a cry of "wow". Her chubby little body nestled into Lin Xiaomi's arms. A pair of fat claws grabbed her clothes and pulled her shoulders. She looked very pitiful.

Lin Xiaomi immediately became more dissatisfied with Leng Yihuang. Looking into his eyes, he was full of disapproval.

Think of Leng Jun Linping when he said those words, she did not believe before, but now believe, how can do other people's father!Leng Yihuang was staring at by Lin Xiaomi and his thin lips were slightly clenched: "he was born prematurely, and his physique was weaker than others since childhood, so I never allowed him to eat these junk food."

His voice is not big. As soon as he opens his mouth, Leng Junlin's cry suddenly raises two tones.

Leng Yihuang forbeared and forbeared, but did not throw the chopsticks in front of Lin Xiaomi.

"For the sake of children's good, you should speak well. Junlin is a sensible child. If you talk to him, he won't listen." With that, Lin Xiaomi took a tissue to wipe his tears from the corner of his eyes and said in a soft voice, "OK, OK, don't cry. I want to drink, don't I? I'll buy a juicer tomorrow. Shall we come back and squeeze the juice ourselves? "

Leng Junlin bit his lip and nodded gently, "well," with a sound, it was so clever and unreasonable.

Lin Xiaomi couldn't help kissing his face: "I said Junlin is a obedient child, and he will be reasonable. Go wash his face and come back to eat."

Leng Junlin jumps down from the chair obediently, looks at Leng Yihuang discontentedly and arrogantly, touches each other's sharp cold eyes, staggers his vision and runs into the bathroom.

Lin Xiaomi frowned slightly: "Mr. Leng, Junlin is your son. I'm not qualified to tell you this, but I've taken care of him for some days. I think you have a big problem in educating your children."

"What's the matter with me?" Leng Yihuang looks at her for a moment. His voice is a little cold, but if you look carefully, you can see a trace between his eyebrows Aggrieved?

It's a pity that Lin Xiaomi didn't have the heart to observe his expression at this time. He just said: "if you have something to say, can you tell the child well? Junlin is very obedient. You can say it well, and he will certainly listen."

Leng Yi Huang in the heart sneers at a, namely is in front of you just show off to be clever.

"What should I do? I don't know much about his mother's absence, otherwise, you can teach me. " Leng Yihuang's attitude changed and he was very modest.

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