Chapter 37

"Mom!" On the screen of the mobile phone, a little girl with two crooked sheep's horn braids tilted her head and grinned sweetly.

The mobile phone was placed in the middle of the table, standing up, opposite Ling Yan and Jing Haozhi sitting side by side, all looking at the little girl on the screen with a spoiled face.

My dear, I don't want to see you on the screen

On the screen, a pair of pink little lips came together and gave a huge kiss. Ling Yan and his wife were immediately turned over, and the gloomy atmosphere had been swept away.

"Xiaowen is the best. Mom, you always forget." The little girl tilted her head, a pair of eyes as round as black grapes blinked.

Ling Yan felt that her heart was adored by this villain, but she was still serious: "what's the matter with mom when she heard that you were making trouble with Aunt Mary?"

"No, my mother is talking nonsense. I don't talk to my mother anymore." Xiaowenwen's two fleshy hands cover her eyes and keep shaking her head. Her two braids shake badly with her movements.

After a while, she secretly looked out from her fingers, looking like a smart little ghost.

Ling Yan looks at her baby with a smile. She has a big warm hand on her shoulder. She looks back and is facing the gentle smile eyes of Shangjing Hao.

Then, the tacit understanding of the smile.

When she was pregnant with Xiaowen, she was not in a good condition. When she was born, she was extremely dangerous. She almost died two times. Now she thinks about it, and she is afraid of it.

It's not easy to bring this little man into the world. Because the baby suffered too much sin in the fetus, he took it in the incubator for a long time.

At that time, she often looked at the little ball through the glass of the incubator, and felt so guilty that she wanted to die immediately.

She always felt that Xiaowen was the excuse she had given herself to muddle along. From the time she was pregnant to the time she was born, her child suffered. Now in this mood, she couldn't go out for a long time.

If only she was alone, without the company of Jing Haozhi, it would be a question whether she and Xiao Wenwen could live up to now.

It's the first time for Xiaowen to grow up without them. Naturally, it's a bit annoying. This video has been a long time.

After a few words of advice and countless kisses across the screen, Ling Yan finally clicked the disconnect button, and it was already a little late.

Touched the already very hot mobile phone, Lingyan confirmed the power, and directly packed up to go back.

"There are more and more words in Xiaowen's society. If she continues to develop, she will not be able to bear it." Although the mouth is Tucao, but it will make complaints about her body from a soft halo.

In three years, he and Jing Haozhi have been chatting naturally like family members.

Jinghaozhi's home is close to the cafe, and he is not in a hurry. He just sits and looks at Lingyan's bag: "isn't it better to be lively?"

The long sound of the zipper stopped abruptly.

Ling Yan stood up, slightly lowered his head to see well Haozhi, half blame, half helpless mouth: "you used to her, I left ha."

With a goodbye gesture, she left.

Looking at her back farther and farther away, smaller and smaller, a shallow smile rippling in the corner of Jing Haozhi's mouth.

He is used to more than just Xiaowen.