"What's wrong with you? Your eyes are swollen like light bulbs." The little guy lay beside her curiously and looked at her red and swollen eyes.
Lin Xiaomi was a little embarrassed by him, after all, it was a bit embarrassing to cry in front of his son.
"It's nothing, maybe I didn't sleep well last night, so my eyes are a little swollen."
The little guy listened to her explanation, and looked at her with a look of "you can make it up".
Those big talking eyes made her very speechless, she couldn't help but patted his little butt, and threatened: "I think you still want to go to school, right? I'll get someone to clean it up for you right away." bag."
After finishing speaking, she got up and was about to call the servant, but the little guy was so frightened that he quickly grabbed her arm and wrapped around her body like a little sloth: "You are not allowed to go."
When Leng Yihuang came in after making the phone call, he saw Leng Junlin pressing Lin Xiaomi on the sofa, acting coquettishly on her lawlessly.
This little guy has gained weight recently, and he pressed on her body like a chubby one, making her face flushed, obviously unable to take it anymore.
Leng Yihuang frowned, coughed lightly, and the little guy immediately got up from her in fright, and sat beside her in a regular manner.
Leng Yihuang asked coldly: "Have you packed your schoolbags?"
The little guy looked at Lin Xiaomi pitifully, grabbed her hand with his little hand, and scratched her palm, telling her to speak for herself quickly.
Lin Xiaomi received the distress signal from his son, sat up immediately, and said, "Junlin's leg hasn't recovered yet, so it's not very convenient to go to kindergarten. Besides, we just came back yesterday, so he must be very tired today, so go to kindergarten I'm afraid he doesn't have much energy, why don't we let him rest at home for a day today and go tomorrow?"
Lin Xiaomi was actually a little uneasy, wondering what kind of reaction Leng Yihuang would have, would he teach her a lesson like admonishing Leng Junlin, scolding her for being a loving mother and a loser
Thinking of this possibility, her heart rose.
That begging look was the same as that of a little guy when he was pretending to be pitiful, with big watery eyes, without even needing to speak, it made people feel uneasy.
Leng Yihuang saw the small actions of their mother and son, how could he not know that the little guy must have played pity in front of her just now.
Hearing this, he didn't say much, he responded lightly, and was about to go to the restaurant, but before he entered the restaurant, the phone rang again, and he turned around and went out to answer the phone again.
Inside the room, Lin Xiaomi gave the little guy a high five successfully.
"Do you think I treat you well?" Lin Xiaomi sat next to the little guy, looking for praise.
The little guy snorted and called the servant to carry him into the bathroom to wash his hands. Before he left, he pointed his butt towards her and farted a loud fart. When he was far away, he could still hear his triumphant smirk.
Lin Xiaomi was so angry that he slapped his nose with his hand, and he didn't know who he was following in his temperament of killing donkeys.
Leng Yihuang hurriedly ended the call, walked in, Lin Xiaomi went up to meet him, and followed behind him like a little follower: "You seem to be very busy, is it because of work?"
Leng Yihuang responded lightly: "Well, I'm going to the company later."
"Okay, then you should pay attention to rest, don't get tired." Lin Xiaomi said, put a bowl of porridge in front of him, and even brought him chopsticks and spoons with his own hands. Huang couldn't help but laugh.
Leng Yihuang looked at her with a smile that was not a smile, and Lin Xiaomi was a little embarrassed by his look: "Thank you just now, I told him that I have to go to school tomorrow, just this day, no exception. I I'm really afraid that you will scold me, if you don't agree, then I won't have any prestige in front of my son."
Leng Yihuang watched her stick out her tongue mischievously, and his body tightened at the sight of her pink tongue.
He lowered his head and took a sip of the porridge, and said, "Only you will believe what he said, you should be careful, and be careful that he will climb on your head to bully you later."
Lin Xiaomi was very grateful to him, but couldn't agree with his words: "King's Landing will not, he is actually very sensible."
"That's because he deliberately behaved in front of you. You didn't see the time when he tossed the entire presidential palace up and down."
Leng Yihuang said it unintentionally, but Lin Xiaomi fell silent.
Yes, she hadn't seen it.
She missed her son's most playful and naughty four years.
She didn't fulfill the responsibilities of a mother by his side.
Leng Yihuang noticed that she was a little depressed, knew what she was thinking, pinched her chin and kissed her lightly on the corner of her mouth, and changed the subject: "I'm going to the company later, you can ask him to take you to the president Go around the house, you can go to see grandma, if you feel tired, you can rest in the room, I will come back as soon as I finish my work, and have dinner with you in the evening."
Lin Xiaomi was unable to complain about his behavior of kissing and kissing.
But listening to his orderly arrangement, I feel as if I am his baby bump.
"Well, I see."
"good."
"What a good boy, I'm not a child, so don't keep saying that about me, okay?"
"Then turn around and let me kiss you for a while."
Didn't they all kiss just now, and there are still servants here.
Lin Xiaomi was a little embarrassed, but Leng Yihuang was no one who could allow her to refuse, so he immediately held her in his arms and kissed her hard.
When Leng Junlin was carried into the restaurant by his servants, he felt that the atmosphere had changed a bit.
"Porridge or milk?" Lin Xiaomi asked softly.
"Porridge." The little guy spit out a word.
After Lin Xiaomi finished serving him porridge, she found that Leng Yihuang's bowl was also empty, so she took the initiative to add another bowl for him.
Leng Yihuang twitched his lips slightly, looked at her and smiled: "Thank you."
Lin Xiaomi pursed her lips that were still a little hot: "You're welcome."
Leng Junlin sat on the chair, took a big sip from the bowl, and frowned tightly. There must be something wrong with these two people, and they definitely did something while he was away.
Look at this flirtatious flirting, and I don't know how to restrain myself in front of children!
"Since your mother agrees, you should stay at home today. I'll go to the company later and take good care of your mother, you know?" Leng Yihuang's phone rang again. He glanced at it, hung up, and got up. At that time, he gave Leng Junlin a few words and patted his head.
The tone of his instructions was not as if he was treating a four-year-old child, as if he was facing an adult. This made Leng Junlin instantly feel like a little man, straightened his back immediately, and nodded: "Dad, I see."
It's great, Leng Yihuang is not at home, today we can live a two-person world with Zhuzhu.