By the way, the songs my mother taught my aunt to sing were really nice, and she was fascinated by him, the young master.
Looking at his son's little back, Ning Yunxi sighed secretly in his heart: His son is so upright, but he is exactly the same as the couple, once again proof that he is his biological seed.
When my father came back in the evening, Leilei grabbed his father's clothes and hummed the song that his mother taught his aunt to sing.
Ning Yunxi listened to his son's complaint and was restless.
Meng Chenhao listened to his son singing for a while, and the song that his wife accurately copied by his sister Xiao Wu at home. This song was really different. He sang the heart of a man, and he was so flirting with him.
To be honest, he doesn't catch a cold when listening to Teresa Teng's story. Maybe it's because Teresa Teng's tone is not very suitable for his personality style. He is a very straightforward and decisive person. He listens to Teresa Teng's leisurely and slowly, and he just feels that he is so anxious. Of course, Teresa Teng's voice is recognized as good as a singer, and he is understandable as a singer. It's just that he doesn't match him very well.
It seems that only his wife's song is a song that matches him.
This song is very different when you hear it. Isn’t it just what everyone experiences? He never feels that he is an extraordinary person. Like others, ordinary people, they are also fragile and desperate, and they also have to be strong and forbearable, and they have to take responsibility.
"Mom said, she heard it." Leilei finally told his father that his mother seemed to be lying.
Meng Chenhao could see his wife's back sitting feeling uncomfortable and said to her son: "I'm not kind."
How does mom treat Leilei normally? Can Leilei treat her like this at the critical moment?
Leilei listened to his father's words and thought about it. It seemed like this, so he closed his mouth and stopped talking.
Meng Chenhao put down his son and asked his son to follow Xiao Si and Xiao Wu to go and go into the bedroom by himself.
Ning Yunxi slowly breathed in his heart, feeling that he was getting closer and put his hands on her shoulders. For this reason, she was about to explain something, he lowered his head and pressed it in her ear and said, "I believe what you said."
Ning Yunxi suddenly blushed.
Meng Chenhao rubbed her hands on her shoulders: "Can you sing for me?"
After finally seizing the opportunity to give him a singing voice, Meng Chenhao went all out to show his affection to his wife.
Ning Yunxi felt that the bones in his body were about to be softened by him, so he jumped up quickly and said, "Stop rubbing, my bones will be broken even if they are rubbed."
At her blushing face, Meng Chenhao raised a smile on his lips.
He smiled like the brightest Big Dipper among the stars, so dazzling that she couldn't move her eyes, and her breathing was immediately tight.
"It's okay, no one, I've closed the door, only I can listen." He said to her in a low voice with a cello-like bewitching voice.
Ning Yunxi's voice couldn't help but tremble: "I won't sing that song."
"You can sing whatever you want, I'll listen to you." He said with her hands tightly.
His hand was like a stimulant injecting into her body. Ning Yunxi thought. She was instantly confused by this man. If she had a spy war, she would definitely be the one who lost a lot, the one who caught him. A traitor. Ning Yunxi wanted to slap himself twice. But his emotions were above everything else.
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Chapter completed!