Beibei bulged his cheeks, and his soft and delicate little face seemed to be inflatable, staring at her.
Xiao Lingyue was amused and raised her hand to surrender: "Okay, I'm wrong, I won't tease you anymore. This person is named Meng Wenhao. I met in the bandit nest of Hulang Mountain. He is a sea merchant from Dongqi. ”
"How could a businessman appear in the bandit's nest?"
Beibei was stunned for a moment and soon guessed, "Is it because of the bandits who were caught up the mountain?"
"yes."
"Then he's in a bad luck."
"He was not only caught by bandits, but also forced to work as a coolie and almost starved to death."
Xiao Lingyue bent her lips and said meaningfully: "But he is lucky."
Beibei: "...?"
He was captured by bandits again and almost starved to death.
Where are you lucky?
Xiao Lingyue smiled but said nothing.
Meng Wenhao was leading the little boy and was led by Qingluo, and saw "Miss Chen" sitting on the soft couch by the window, holding her cheek and smiling.
A boy of four or five years old sat opposite her, with his eyebrows and eyes particularly delicate and beautiful, as beautiful as a snow porcelain doll, with his lips slightly pursed and looking at him with a strange look.
His eyes are black.
Like a curious and cute little animal.
Meng Wenhao was stunned for a moment, then remembered: "Miss Chen, is this your son?"
"Yes, his name is Beibei." Xiao Lingyue stood up to welcome the guests.
Seeing Meng Wenhao's expression of surprise, she laughed: "Do you think it's not like it?"
Meng Wenhao said awkwardly: "No, I'm just a little surprised. Miss Chen's son is so beautiful..."
But it is indeed...it's not the same as it is!
His son is much more beautiful than his mother. At first glance, he thought he was a little girl.
"Haha, you are not the first to say that. Beibei looks more like his biological father." Xiao Lingyue talked nonsense.
Meng Wenhao believed it and praised it sincerely: "Miss Chen's husband must be a beauty!"
To describe a man as a beauty sounds a bit weird.
However, Meng Wenhao looked at Beibei's overly refined eyebrows and eyes and couldn't connect words like "sexy and handsome". The only thing that could match was "beauty".
Small trumpets are so beautiful that they can see the big ones from the small.
How amazing his biological father must be, it is not an exaggeration to praise "beauty".
"Puff...beauty...hahahaha!"
Xiao Lingyue was amused instantly, holding her stomach and laughing silently, tears oozing from the corners of her eyes.
Meng Wenhao: "??"
He said in a daze: "Did I say something wrong?"
"No...puff, you're right!" Xiao Lingyue held back her smile and said with certainty: "Bibei's biological father is indeed a great beauty, puff...puff. .....”
No, she was almost laughing to death.
When I thought of Zhan Beihan's handsome and sharp face, I put the two big words "beauty".
Xiao Lingyue endured her stomach aches after laughing.
Beibei looked at his mother who was poked into the laughter, sighed silently, stood up like a little adult, and said gracefully: "Sorry, my mother is not very serious sometimes, please don't mind."
Meng Wenhao waved his hand quickly: "It's okay..."
"Please sit down."
Beibei smiled and then told Qingluo: "Supply tea to the guests and send two plates of easy-to-digest snacks."
Qingluo: "Yes, young master."
She quickly quit.
Meng Wenhao looked at Beibei in a little surprised.
Beibei explained: "The little boy around you looks bad in good health, so he will be better with easy-to-digest snacks." This chapter has been completed!