Chapter 698

Leng Junlin was originally watching cartoons in the living room, but later found that the two people could not get out of the kitchen, so he threw away the remote control and ran in.

"Dad, pearl, what are you talking about?"

Leng Yihuang slapped Leng Junlin's head: "go and tidy up your things. It's late. We should go."

"Ah?" Where did Leng Junlin think of it, he suddenly heard such bad news.

He didn't want to be separated from Zhu Zhu.

Leng Junlin suddenly became tearful, a pair of big eyes like black grapes reluctantly looked at Lin Xiaomi.

"I'm not going..."

"Go and pack up!" Leng Yihuang's face was flat, and Leng Junlin was silent, but he was always crying.

Lin Xiaomi knows that they live next door. In fact, she wants to ask Leng Junlin to live in her house. However, she doesn't think that their father and son need to cultivate their feelings.

Leng Junlin is a step three back, almost cry out.

Lin Xiaomi thought that he didn't know they were living next door, and he didn't tell him on purpose. When he sent him out, he waved with a smile: "goodbye to Jun Lin, remember to miss me."

Leng Junlin has a loveless expression. He looks at Lin Xiaomi accusing, but he doesn't expect that she has no conscience.

He knew that he was going to leave her. He was so sad that she could still laugh.

Tears are swirling in his eyes, but Lin Xiaomi slams the door.

Leng Jun Lin Leng Leng, "wow" was angry to cry again.

"It's so noisy!" Cold Yi Huang cold voice of scold a, opened the door directly into the next door.

Leng Junlin blinked. He suddenly understood something. As soon as his tears stopped, he quickly ran into the apartment next door with his backpack and looked up at him: "Dad, do we live here tonight?"

Leng Yihuang throws the key on the table and gives a careless "um".

"Dad, have you bought this place?"

Leng Yihuang rarely patiently again "um".

Leng Junlin was in full bloom. "So you're not going to take me back to Kyoto? I thought it was going to be separated from Zhu Zhu. No, why do you ask me to pack up my things? I can live in Zhuzhu's house, and I want to sleep with her. "

"Dad, I went to find Zhu Zhu."

"Stop!" Leng Yihuang finally opened his eyes and looked at him impatiently: "you are not allowed to go anywhere. In the future, you can only sleep in your own room at night."

"Why?" Leng Junlin is not satisfied.

"No why." Leng Yihuang got up and went into the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water. When he came out, Leng Junlin was still standing in the same place, his wrinkled face full of resentment.

Leng Yihuang looks at him and turns on the TV.

Leng Junlin can't stand for a while. His big eyes turn around and rub against Leng Yihuang's side. He says cleverly, "Dad, can you transfer this house to my name?"

Leng Yihuang looked at the TV play without squinting and asked him, "what do you want the house for?"

Leng Junlin's little face turned a little red. He murmured in a low voice: "of course, you have to marry a daughter-in-law to buy a house."

Leng Yihuang frowned and thought he had heard the wrong thing: "you say it again?"

"Well, Dad, I think I may have found true love. It's said on TV that if I want to marry my daughter-in-law, I have to buy a house first? With this house, I can marry Zhu Zhu and stay together forever. "

"True love?" Leng Yihuang sneered, and the laughter was extremely ironic: "go back to your room and sleep."

When Leng Junlin heard his laughter, he felt insulted by him.

"What do you mean? Can't children have true love? I like Zhu Zhu, and Zhu Zhu also likes me. What's wrong with us together? Can your mind not be so conservative? "

Cold Yi Huang eyebrow eyes suddenly cold down: "your skin is itchy again, isn't it?"

Leng Junlin immediately shrinks his neck, stares at him, snorts, jumps off the sofa and runs to the bedroom with his backpack.

He was so angry that he yelled at his back: "you are such a stink. I don't know what my mother saw in you in those years. Her aesthetics is really problematic!"

Before Leng Junlin finished speaking, a pillow hit him face to face. He almost sat on the ground. Then he heard Leng Yihuang's slightly sarcastic voice: "later, you can ask her in person."

Leng Junlin didn't hear what he said. He kicked the pillow to one side, ran into the room and closed the door.

For a long time, Leng Yihuang did not know how long he had been sitting in the living room before he got up and went to Leng Junlin's room.

Little guy has fallen asleep, wearing SpongeBob's pajamas, sprawling on the bed, sleeping very indecent.

Leng Yihuang frowned and picked up the blanket he had kicked to the ground to cover him.Leng Junlin seemed a little hot. He turned over, put his little feet out of the blanket, curled up, and pinched his fingers between his toes. He smashed his mouth and fell asleep again.

Leng Yihuang just sat on the bed and looked at his son's sleeping face. After a while, when he fell asleep, he got up and walked out of the apartment.

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Lin Xiaomi felt something pressing on him in his sleep.

It's a little heavy.

She tried to push it away, but her hands were pressed on the bed for no reason.

Is the ghost pressing the bed?

Lin Xiaomi's first reaction was that he was crushed by ghosts.

A strange feeling between the neck, itching, like an electric current in the body.

One wet kiss after another fell on her.

Lin Xiaomi was shocked, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move until her lips and teeth were pried open. She was slowly confused by the other party's superb kissing skills.

The nightdress on the body was retreated, and the next dream was ambiguous and shy.

Lin Xiaomi suddenly opened his eyes, heavy breathing, looking at the ceiling chandelier.

Wet with sweat, she sat up with the blanket and looked at the time. It was already dawn.

It seems that she still has the feeling of being kissed. Because it's too real, she doubts whether she was really despised by the ghost last night.

How can you have that kind of spring dream? Is a 30-year-old woman really hungry and thirsty??

Lin Xiaomi shakes his head, wants to wave away the pictures in his mind about those shy words in the dream, and rushes directly into the bathroom.

Standing under the shower head, she can't control her wishful thinking. Everything last night was so real. The only unreal possibility is that she didn't look down on the appearance of "ghost" from the beginning to the end.

After taking a bath, because Leng Junlin is not here, she is too lazy to make breakfast. She plans to buy anything on the way to the company. Who knows, the doorbell rings at this time.

When she went to open the door, she saw Leng Yihuang standing outside with breakfast in his hand. She said with a gentle smile, "I bought an extra breakfast. Let's eat together?"

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