Chapter 878

Name:Morning, the Heir Author:Moon 月儿
Lin Xiaomi didn't expect that his reaction was so big. He looked at him in surprise: "why?"

Don't people like him like his son? Moreover, the more sons, the better. In the future, the best succession group can be selected from them.

"No, I just like my daughter."

In fact, Leng Yihuang always wanted to have a daughter. When Leng Junlin was born last time, he wanted to be a daughter, a lovely and beautiful daughter who looks like Lin Xiaomi.

He didn't see Lin Xiaomi when she was a child. If they could have a daughter, it would be a disguised look at her when she was a child.

Leng Yihuang just wanted to think about it. He felt eager to try. He wanted to be a daughter immediately.

He must have put it in the palm of his hand and held the best things in the world in front of them.

However, Leng Yihuang was a little embarrassed to say that, even he felt a little numb.

Lin Xiaomi just wanted to get out of the way and asked casually, but he didn't expect such a big reaction.

It can be seen that he really hopes to be a daughter, so the look of expectation makes her feel inexplicable.

"Why do you like your daughter so much? What if it's a son? Do you dislike him? Will you not support him? " Lin Xiaomi asked pitifully.

Leng Yihuang can't laugh or cry: "if I remember correctly, you are less than a month and a half now. How can you start to have the symptoms of worrying about gain and loss at this time? Baby, as long as it's your baby, I like it."

After a pause, he added: "as long as you don't have another cold king."

As soon as Lin Xiaomi listens, he looks back at Leng Junlin. Fortunately, he is fast asleep and doesn't hear.

The little guy's mouth was slightly open, his face was flushed, and his voice was cute. He was so cute that people wanted to kiss him.

This is a kind of pride of being a mother. When you look at your children, they are full of advantages here and there. What you can't hear most is Leng Yihuang's words.

She was really angry this time, staring at Leng Yihuang and said, "what do you mean? What happened to Junlin? Junlin is the most sensible and lovely child I have ever seen. I have never seen a child more intimate and warm than him. I just like Junlin. I want to have another one like Junlin! "

Leng Yihuang is afraid of her. He feels that if he dares to refute again, she will slap him and call him. Then Leng Sheng orders him to get out.

"Well, I'm wrong, can't I? The belly is yours. You can have whoever you want. We can afford it. "

He compromise, Lin Xiaomi is still very dissatisfied.

She has long been aware that Leng Yihuang's attitude towards Leng Junlin is not good. She has never seen him hold his son in his arms like other fathers and coax him to kiss him.

This always cold face, or kick on a foot, there is no paternal love.

These four years she is not around, Leng Yihuang is such a character, she just think about it, all think Leng Junlin is really pitiful and sad.

Her eyes turned red, she turned over and covered her head with the blanket, and she began to cry.

Leng Yihuang is flustered. Doesn't he seem to have said anything?

"Why do you cry again? I'm wrong. Can't I?" Leng Yihuang is afraid that she will be bored. He reaches for the blanket on her head.

Lin Xiaomi is so tight that he can't earn anything.

The little guy is on the bed. Leng Yihuang doesn't want to wake him up at this time. He holds Lin Xiaomi with a blanket and goes to the sofa.

It was not easy to take the blanket off her head. Her hair became static, like a little madman. Her crying eyes seemed to have been soaked in water, which was particularly attractive.

"I didn't say anything about crying. You can live as you want. I've said that for a long time. It's up to you. Don't cry, OK? My husband is in love. "

Lin Xiaomi twisted him with his hand: "I'm not crying at all! I think Jun Lin is too pitiful! Why don't you father hurt him at all, and I'm not around him. How pitiful he is... "

Lin Xiaomi said, emotion is affected, and afraid of crying, quickly covered his mouth, sobbing up.

Leng Yihuang sighs secretly. He admits that he really can't resist his son on his shoulder as soon as he gets home, just like those father and son on TV. He kisses him with saliva on his face.

When Leng Junlin was just born, Lin Xiaomi had an accident just to protect him. At that time, he was angry and didn't even want to look at his child.

Later, although he wanted to understand, every time he saw Junlin, he would think of Lin Xiaomi.

In addition, during that time, he was so depressed that he had no way to feel the happiness of his family.

Later, Leng Junlin's temperament became more and more surly. He didn't know who he looked like. If you give him three colors, he can open a dyeing workshop. If you give him a little sunshine, he can be brilliant. If you give him a little flood, he can flood.The whole family hold him in their hands and spoil him. They even indulge Leng Junlin, who has always been strict with his grandchildren.

In this case, Leng Yihuang can only be a strict father. If there is no one in the family that can make him afraid, the child will be basically destroyed.

Over time, the relationship between father and son became what it is now.

Want to change, but has become a habit.

Moreover, he can guarantee that if he suddenly hugs Leng Junlin, he will scream out and say that he is out of his mind.

Imagining that picture, Leng Yihuang's mouth smoked. Let it go.

As a matter of fact, except for the time when he was at the beginning, he took care of Leng Junlin himself. After all, this son is the most precious thing Lin Xiaomi left him with his life.

However, Leng Yihuang couldn't say anything like this.

He can talk to Lin Xiaomi all his life, but he can't tell Leng Junlin that Dad loves you, because

Too much meat!

"Baby, you really think too much. He is not pitiful at all. The man who is not hurt by his wife is the most pitiful."

Lin Xiaomi was stunned. At first, he didn't understand what he said. Later, he reflected that the man was asking for love again.

Dumbfounded gave him a punch: "how can you be such a father."

Leng Yihuang holds her in his arms like a baby: "baby, he is a man. A man is not as fragile as you think. He should be as strong as steel. What is this thing?"

Lin Xiaomi does not agree: "he is only four years old!"

"What happened to four? He is the eldest son. He will inherit the huge Fengling group in the future, so he should live stronger than others. "

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