"I saw strawberries on the bad guy's shirt tonight. Did he hide out and steal food and not give it to Xiaobao?"
When Luo Qingxue heard his son's words, he was stunned. He was about to get something for him, but his fingers slipped and he was almost stunned.
"strawberry?"
"Yes, it smells fragrant and has the smell of strawberries." Xiaobao also compared the place and pointed at her collar, "About here!"
It smells fragrant and has the smell of strawberries. Is it still useful to think about it? It must be a beautiful girl who used strawberry-flavored lipstick, and the traces left here!
Could it be that this guy has become restless because of their previous refusal?
Generally, men go out early and come back late without thinking, just have an affair!
Moreover, he is young and handsome, and there is no marriage constraint. Although he and Leng Haotian support Xiaobao, he is a bachelor in a legal sense. Even if he has a son, it will not affect him at all.
Market conditions.
"Mommy, I saw Aunt Zheng who cooked for us. Her eyes turned red when she looked at the bad guy." Xiaobao continued to explain. Xiaozheng specially found a pastry for Xiaobao, which is a snack shop.
The chef I invited, Xiaobao's favorite sugar cake and durian pastry, came from her.
She just got married now, but even if she got married, she still didn't have much resistance to Leng Yunting.
"Also, the young lady from the next house and the aunt Zhang from the next house seem to like chatting with bad people?"
Luo Qingxue was stunned. When did he notice this?
The little guy bit his finger: "And, I heard him call him this morning and talk to an aunt!"
Luo Qingxue's eyes were like a storm, gathering wind and rain.
Oh, okay, this man didn't fight for a day and went to the room to remove the tiles. He dared to run out to stir up the wind and rain for her?
Looking at the mother's gloomy eyes, Xiaobao was very melancholy: "Although I hate bad people, can it be that Xiaobao's younger brother ran out of someone else's belly in the future?"
As he was talking, the sound of parking came from outside.
Leng Yunting, he is back.
Thinking of what his son said, although Luo Qingxue did not immediately rush up to ask questions, there was no doubt that a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.
Leng Yunting stopped the car and went upstairs all the way, but he didn't come here first. She heard footsteps coming from the corridor outside, and then opened the door of the next room and walked in.
It seems that this guy is indeed different from the previous feeling of rushing into her house as soon as he gets home.
She grabbed her fist.
"Mommy, I want to listen to fairy tales."
The four-year-old Xiaobao listens to fairy tales before going to bed at a must-have cultural and entertainment activities every day.
"Well, which article do you want to hear?" Luo Qingxue was full of thoughts and was not easy to mention to Xiaobao, so she could only ask casually.
"Snow White!" Xiaobao immediately lay down, "Mommy said it."
Luo Qingxue nodded, opened the pages of the book, and started talking.
When she was telling stories, her ears were also raised - she was listening, did Leng Yunting come back?
Unfortunately, there has been no movement.
After a story was finished, Xiaobao still pestered her and continued. Luo Qingxue was fine anyway, so she would continue the next story.
While telling, Xiaobao also said, "Actually, the bad guy's voice sounds pretty good."