10 p.m. cold house.

Leng Yanmo sat by the bay window, waiting for Leng Shaoheng's return. He kept looking at the quartz clock inlaid with gems on the wall, and began to murmur in his heart.

It's already ten o'clock. It's an hour since the end of the movie. Why don't they come back?

Can't it be another supper? I should tell him in advance. He is still waiting for the result of the war tonight!

When he saw two bright beams of light in the dark, he knew that Leng Shaoheng had come back. He quickly put on his slippers and ran out.

"Dad, you're back at last. How's your date tonight?" Coldly, Mo hugged his leg and rubbed it like a coquetry.

Leng Shaoheng picked him up and put him on the sofa. He said in a low voice, "we didn't go to the cinema."

Coldly, Mo saw a trace of loss and exhaustion between his eyebrows, and asked in amazement, "why?"

"Your aunt Shen, she had something to do, so she didn't go to see it." He looks light perfunctory way.

"Then why are you back so late?" Lengyanmo began to explore his body again, feeling his small chin without beard and looking at him, "did you quarrel with aunt Shen again?"

Cold Shaoheng helpless smile, sometimes son is too smart is not a good thing.

"No, Daddy! I have repeatedly told you not to quarrel with aunt Shen. She is a girl, so you can't let her? " Coldly, Mo despised him with a look of hating iron but not steel. "You quarrel with her every day. How long will it take to marry aunt Shen back home?"

Leng Shaoheng rubbed his little head and said indifferently, "let it be."

"Dad, you're too Buddhist. Chasing girls can't be like this. You should take a fierce attack so that you can win it at one stroke!" Coldly, Mo said solemnly, holding his fleshy little fist.

Leng Shaoheng was almost amused by his little adult's appearance. His eyebrows were bent up and he looked askance at him. Leng's eyes were a little soft. "Where did you learn these words from?"

If he knew that Leng Yanmo was only five years old, he would tease his younger sister. When he was the most popular male god in kindergarten, he was afraid that Leng Shaoheng would be shocked by him.

"You don't care where I learned it from. The way you chase aunt Shen is not right at all. Do you know how to chase a girl?" Cold words ink hands akimbo, because height is not enough, looked at him with contempt.

He passed a playful smile at the corner of his mouth. "I haven't chased it. Can you tell me?"

"Just like I said, chasing a girl needs to take a fierce offensive. You should let her know that you are chasing her, send her a bunch of roses, write love letters, send her a box of snacks and coffee every day. At least let her feel your heart!" Mo sneered at him with the expression of "I can't do it, I have to teach him, stupid.".

Originally, Leng Shaoheng just wanted to tease him, but he was really confused by his words.

Although he expressed his thoughts to Shen Qingqing, he didn't give her anything to express his love, let alone write love letters. But Seems like you can have a try?

"Are you sure your aunt Shen will like these?" He asked suspiciously.

"Of course, I infer that more than 90% of women will try bailing. Although they say they don't like flowers, love letters are so naive, but when they say it, they will feel happy and excited." Cold words Mo shakes small head to say triumphantly.

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