"If you wear it like this, you will be laughed at."

"Who dares to laugh?" Ling Shaocheng walked to the mirror beside him, leaned closer and looked at his face inside, "This color is quite beautiful, which sets off the complexion of his skin."

When we went out, the family of four was quite spectacular, all in red.

Ling Nuanqing came to the kindergarten and saw that the classroom was decorated beautifully. Many parents arrived first, got together, and looked at her from time to time.

Ling Shaocheng is one of the most famous figures in Song Cheng and has always been at the center of the topic. Ling Nuanqing doesn't believe these parents don't know what he and Ni Lei have to do.

She looked down and someone came over to say hello to Ling Shaocheng.

"Long time no see, Mr. Ling."

"Hello." Ling Shaocheng pulled Ling Nuanqing next to him, "This is my wife."

Ling Nuanqing's face was slightly stiff. She didn't want to stand here so embarrassedly, so she walked over to help the teacher pull the table and chair away.

Soon, the parents were sitting in the back row. Ling Nuanqing looked at the man beside her. It was really funny that she was so big that she was squeezed into the small chair of Lingling.

Stop talking about him, I am not much better.

The children performed dances in the middle of the classroom, Yanyan twisted his arms and legs vigorously, and his parents watched, and she had to use her strength to feed her.

Ling Shaocheng applauded the children. In his eyes, his son and daughter danced the best, and no one could compare to him.

The teacher gave each child a lollipop and asked them to go back to their parents.

The next part was beyond Ling Nuanqing's expectations. Just like when she was studying, every time at a parent-teacher meeting, the students who had good writing essays would take the composition text to the podium to give public speeches.

She didn't expect that kindergartens would play like this now.

But the children can’t write, so that’s even more amazing. They just went out of the manuscript, and the teacher called Yanyan’s name the first one.

The little girl went up openly and bowed to Ling Nuanqing and Ling Shaocheng.

"my dad."

Sure enough, he couldn't escape the most vulgar routine. Ling Nuanqing saw the man next to him being named and his back was straightened.

"My dad is not very old..."

Ling Shaocheng raised his eyebrows, what is the beginning?

"He is handsome and handsome, more handsome than my mother's favorite male star. His eyes are dark, like the dark chocolate I like to eat the most. He always looks very cool and likes to wear suits. My brother said that all the playboys like this, so that I will hide from my father when I see a man like my father..."

Ling Nuanqing's face was almost red. She must not be able to laugh out loud on such occasions, but she really couldn't help it.

At this time, Ling Ling was standing beside Ling Shaocheng. When she heard this, she wanted to retreat to the side.

Ling Shaocheng grabbed his arm and lifted him over. Yanyan's talk show continued, "My father is not only beautiful, but also gentle. He will agree to all my requests. Sometimes I know that my request is too much, but as long as I act coquettishly with him and say dad, dad, promise me, he will not care about anything..."

Ling Nuanqing held a smile on the corner of her mouth. The child's voice was innocent and romantic. It turned out that Ling Shaocheng was like this in his daughter's eyes.

The words Ling Shaocheng and gentleness are really not a bit of.

Ling Shaocheng in Yanyan's mouth seemed to be covered with a layer of bright gold. "I hope my father won't work so hard. Also, I can always be with me and grow up with me. After I get married, if I am bullied, he will rush over and beat my husband..."

"Hahaha--"

Laughing in the classroom.

Ling Ling covered her face with one hand, and the second half of this sentence was said to Yanyan.

He repeatedly emphasized to Yanyan that when she grows up, if her husband dares to bully her, his brother will definitely vent her anger.

Don’t look at Yanyan’s illiteracy, I didn’t expect to remember it all.

Ling Shaocheng looked inexplicably excited. Not to mention that his precious daughter was bullied, he couldn't stand even thinking about the scene of her getting married in the future.

If you beat it, you must beat it hard, and the boy will be searching for teeth.

The laughter came to Ling Nuanqing's ears one after another, but she was in a daze and returned to her student days. At that time, what she feared the most was holding parent-teacher meetings. Every time the teacher would ask her, are your parents coming?

She cried once when she went home. When Ling Shaocheng found out, she must have found a teacher from the school. No one dared to ask again since then.

However, there was a handsome boy in the parent-teacher meeting since then.

As long as he sat there, Ling Nuanqing felt that she was not an abandoned child. No matter who came, she also had a family, right?

Ling Nuanqing raised her eyes and saw her daughter running towards them. Yanyan put one hand around her neck and the other hand wanted to hug Ling Shaocheng.

The man naturally leaned forward, put his palms over Ling Nuanqing's waist, and hugged Lingling.

"Dad, are I talking about it well?"

“Very good, very good.”

"Mom, I will say 'My beautiful mother' next time, don't be jealous."

Ling Nuanqing rubbed her little head. "Why is mom jealous?"

The teacher took the parents to visit and then arrived at the playground.

The game was about to start. Ling Shaocheng took his son, and Ling Nuanqing held his daughter's hand and stood beside him.

Yanyan held a basketball in his hand and looked up at Ling Nuanqing, "Mom, you will hold me up and shoot later. I'm very tired. Can you do it?"

"Of course, mom is a strongman."

Ling Shaocheng brought Lingling to participate in the game first. The boys shot accurately and the battle was very fierce. Ling Ling kept pitching with her little face tense. As the whistle settled, Ling Shaocheng looked at the ball meter next to him. "Win."

It was Yanyan's turn to play, and a child next to her said to her, "Your father has already participated, so I can't hug you anymore."

"I know, so my mom takes me to play."

Ling Nuanqing stood under the basketball frame, picked up Yanyan, and was still some distance away from shooting, Ling Ling ran over and was responsible for handing the ball.

At the beginning of the game, Yanyan twisted and twisted in Ling Nuanqing's arms, and threw the ball over, but threw it off.

"Don't hurry, take your time."

Yanyan threw three times in a row. Ling Nuanqing felt more and more difficult to hold her. She suddenly felt empty under her body. Seeing that the ball frame reached Yanyan's eyes, she quickly threw the ball in.

Ling Nuanqing looked down and Ling Shaocheng actually picked her up. He stretched out his left hand to take the ball handed over by Ling Ling.

"You, please let me down."

Ling Shaocheng gave her the ball, and he hugged Ling Nuanqing's legs with one arm, looking effortless.
Chapter completed!