Yi Qianmo listened as if he didn't understand, "So, what kind of love does Mommy like for Daddy?"

Ling Yiran looked at Yi Jinli beside him, his red lips parted slightly, "It's the kind of person I've always liked, very much."

Those pair of apricot eyes made Yi Jinli's heart skip a beat. If his son hadn't been by his side, he might have been unable to help but hug the woman in front of him and kiss her hard to tell her how happy he was.

Looking at the light bulb who was still in a daze, Yi Jinli said, "Okay, in the future you will also meet someone you will always like."

"But I think I have met her now, and I can always like Mommy." Yi Qianmo expressed.

Yi Jinli suddenly had black lines all over his head.

Ling Yiran said quickly, "This kind of liking is different from the kind of liking you like mommy."

Yi Qianmo suddenly showed a "so troublesome" look. Are there so many different differences in liking? Then he should settle it later.

Back at the hotel, after his son washed up, Ling Yiran coaxed his son to sleep./

In fact, strictly speaking, she didn't need to coax her at all. Her son had already got into bed obediently, and then lay down in a perfect sleeping position and fell asleep! It can be said to be extremely worry-free.

Compared with my daughter, she doesn’t worry much. She always has to chat with others before going to bed. In the past, when Xiao Fei was around, her daughter would talk to Xiao Fei. Now that Xiao Fei is no longer in Yi’s house, the objects of her daughter’s nagging have naturally changed.

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"Did you coax Xiao Jin to sleep these days when I wasn't at home?" Ling Yiran asked Yi Jinli beside him.

"Otherwise, we can't let Xiao Mo coax Xiao Jin to sleep." Yi Jinli said.

"She asked you to tell her a story?" she guessed.

"No, let me sing nursery rhymes to her." Thinking of this, Yi Jinli felt a headache.

Nursery rhymes...he hadn't sung them for eight hundred years, but for the sake of his daughter, he had to sing those nursery rhymes again that seemed childish and ridiculous to him.

Unfortunately, he knew quite few nursery rhymes, so he had to ask Secretary Gao to collect nursery rhymes so that he could learn to sing them.

Ling Yiran was stunned when he heard this. He dared to upgrade his daughter's sleep at night!

"Did you sing?" she asked curiously.

"Sung." He said helplessly, who made his daughter look so like her? As long as she raised her little face to him and sweetly called him daddy, he could not wait to satisfy her everything.

"Speaking of which, I haven't heard you sing a nursery rhyme yet, why don't you sing one for me too." Ling Yiran said enthusiastically.

Yi Jinli's head was covered with black lines, and there was a hint of embarrassment on his handsome face, "What's so funny about this."

"Sing, I want to hear you sing." A soft voice, with a touch of coquettishness.

Yi Jinli was helpless immediately. Her coquettishness was simply more deadly than her daughter's coquettishness!

But in front of her, it seemed that he would always be useless.

"Okay... If you want to hear it, then I will sing it." He groaned in a low voice, and softly spit out the bright and relaxing nursery rhymes from his thin lips.

Ling Yiran held his cheek with one hand and listened to Yi Jinli singing nursery rhymes. The cold voice blended into this nursery rhyme had an indescribably beautiful sound.

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Chapter completed!