"Who taught you to say these words?" Even if he heard these words said by Lele himself, he still couldn't believe that these words were the thoughts of a seven-year-old kid.
Shrugging helplessly, Lele put his hands behind his back like a little adult, blinked his cute big eyes, and then praised himself emphatically, so shamelessly.
"Little cousin, don't look at me. My thinking is very advanced. You don't understand this truth that everyone knows."
I have to say that the subtext of this boy Lele is very good. The implication is: Everyone knows that if you don't kill your own relatives, what kind of skills do you have to kidnap me, a little kid?
His dark eyes darkened. How could Zi Yan not know what Lele's words meant? But this incident was all initiated by Leng Linghan himself. No wonder he kidnapped his son, but Zi Yan never expected it. What's strange is that he couldn't do anything when he saw such two cute children. He thought that if an agreement could be reached during the discussion with Leng Linghan tomorrow, he might consider letting his son go.
He couldn't help but raise his hand and caress Lele's delicate little face. His black eyes were full of doting, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He seemed to have a lot to say, but after hesitating for a while, he just said lightly: "I'm looking for you. Brother, go play."
Suddenly, he hugged Zi Yan's face and kissed her hard before running to the bedroom.
Leng Linghan, for the sake of your son, I will give you a chance.
It was half past midnight, and the hazy moonlight shone in through the white floor-to-ceiling curtains, creating an indescribable harmony. Su Yan was tossing and turning on the milky white bed, wearing a black lace suspender belt, unable to fall asleep. Her purple-blue eyes were as wide as bells. .
The man next to him was naked from the waist up, with one hand on Su Yan's slim and manageable waist, breathing shallowly, but whenever the woman beside him moved, his brows would wrinkle, and he was not sleeping peacefully. .
With a helpless sigh, Su Yan moved her body to Leng Linghan's side, snuggling into her master's arms like a kitten, feeling the warm chest and strong heartbeat. Maybe it was just a habit. When Yan put his head in, Leng Linghan pressed him tighter, as if she was trying to embed him into her body.
"Leng Linghan?" Su Yan called softly.
"Huh?" She frowned in response, and Leng Linghan's hand became stronger, making Su Yan unable to breathe.
But, but, but, after all, it was me who woke up this man, so I had no choice but to feel sorry for being abused by this man, but I still didn't forget to ask the question I wanted to ask, "Husband, you really don't want to let go." Guo Ziyan, after all, he is your relative and is related to you by blood."
To be honest, Su Yan is still very smart. She will always change her name when she asks for help from Leng Linghan. This will increase the chance of success by 90%, but Leng Linghan will next Those words made Su Yan really want to slap her to death!
"Have you fallen in love with that bastard?"
When he said this, his eyes slowly opened, and the black eyes exuded biting ice, and an inexplicable fear shrouded the entire room in the dark night.
Su Yan was depressed.
This man simply needs a slap and a beating! What kind of bastard words are you talking about? What do you mean you have fallen in love with that bastard!
"Damn it, do I have such bad taste? Can I, a beautiful woman like me, like Ziyan's skinny little yellow hair?" Su Yan jumped up from the bed, like a hopping zombie.
With the touch of his sword eyebrows, Leng Linghan's originally cold eyes turned like a ruffian in the blink of an eye. He raised the corners of his mouth and looked playfully at the tense woman in front of him, "That's right, you are perfect with me, three hundred and sixty How can a husband who has no blind spots fall in love with anyone else?"
A shameless stinky man knows how to put gold on his own face.
Damn it! Damn it!
Of course, these words were all Su Yan's ventriloquism, but the smile on her face was as bright as a flower. She smiled, snuggled up to Leng Linghan's bronzed chest again like a kitten, and put her fingers on the two points on her chest. He kept drawing circles, and his delicate appearance was really rare, "Husband, since I like you so much, please grant me this little wish."