"Xuan'er? Mommy, who is Xuan'er?" Angel also frowned, not knowing what his mother was talking about.

But when she wanted to ask more carefully, Xia Nuanxin stopped talking. She still had her eyes closed and her breathing was steady. She looked like she was in a deep sleep. Angel didn't know what mommy said just now.

What did he mean? But she wrote down every word.

Later, I nestled in Mommy's arms and listened carefully for a while. After I found that Mommy didn't speak, I fell asleep quietly.

Under the same sky, the Leng family.

Leng Haodong couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. He stood alone on the balcony, looking at the dark sunshine, and began to make decisions in his heart.

He... is a father. He needs to come up with a good way to tell Leng Xuan that Xia Nuanxin is back, and he has to think of a reason that Leng Xuan can accept easily.

I hope...Leng Xuan can continue to be so sensible.

The next morning.

Leng Xuan woke up early in the morning and did not miss the bed. After washing up, he went around the villa looking for his father. Finally, he found his father drinking morning tea in the small yard outside the villa. Leng Xuan jumped up and down.

He jumped and ran over. He felt very excited when he woke up this morning because his father promised last night that he would tell him about his mother today.

Dad didn’t talk much about this topic before...

"Dad!" Leng Xuan called, walked over and sat next to Leng Haodong.

Leng Haodong was still making tea. When he saw Leng Xuan coming to see him with great interest so early in the morning, Leng Haodong knew that it must be because of what happened yesterday, otherwise he would not have come so quickly.

.As expected... Leng Xuanzheng really wanted to know something about Xia Nuanxin.

Anyway, he couldn't hide it any more. Leng Haodong didn't intend to hide it from Leng Xuan anymore. Instead, he nodded in agreement, then picked up a purple clay cup from the sea of ​​tea with tweezers and placed it in front of Leng Xuan. Then he picked up a purple clay cup from the teapot and placed it in front of Leng Xuan.

He poured the freshly brewed Pu'er raw tea into a purple clay cup and said, "What kind of tea do you like to drink?"

"I like raw Pu'er." Leng Xuan nodded and said, then stretched out his hand to lift the tea that his father gave him just now, took a slight sip and squinted his eyes slightly.

Looking at his son's appearance, Leng Haodong asked again, "Why do you like him?"

Hearing this, Leng Xuan drank the rest of the tea in the cup and then said, "Because it's bitter first and then sweet, it has a flavor, and... I just like it."

"Your grandpa also likes to cook Pu'er. My grandpa also likes it." Leng Haodong added with a smile.

"Then what kind of tea does Dad like to drink?" The little guy was reluctant and wanted to know the reason for everything.

It seems that the tea his father makes for himself is all raw Pu'er, and sometimes he also makes a little Tieguanyin, but he doesn't like the taste very much. As for the West Lake Longjing and Dongting Biluochun that the other uncles brought over, he doesn't like them very much.

, which is usually used at home to entertain guests.

Everyone has different preferences. Now, Leng Xuan suddenly discovered that he didn't even know what kind of tea his father liked.
Chapter completed!