Lin Xiaomi didn't expect his reaction to be so strong, and looked at him a little surprised: "Why?"
Don't people like him generally like their sons? And the more sons the better, the best inheritance group can be selected from them in the future.
"No reason, I just like my daughter."
In fact, Leng Yihuang has always hoped to have a daughter. When Leng Junlin was born last time, he wished for a daughter, a cute and beautiful daughter who looked like Lin Xiaomi.
He had never seen Lin Xiaomi when she was a child. If they could have a daughter, it would be a disguised look at her when she was a child.
Just thinking about it, Leng Yihuang felt eager to try, wishing he could become a daughter right away.
It must hurt him to put it in his hand, holding all the best things in the world in front of the two of them.
However, Leng Yihuang was a little embarrassed to say this, because even he himself felt a little nauseous.
Originally, Lin Xiaomi just wanted to change the subject and asked a casual question, but he didn't expect such a big reaction from him.
It could be seen that he really hoped to be a daughter, and the look of anticipation made her heart beat inexplicably.
"Why do you like your daughter so much? What if it's your son? Will you dislike him? Will you not raise him?" Lin Xiaomi asked pitifully.
Leng Yihuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "If I remember correctly, you are less than one and a half months old, why are you showing symptoms of worrying about gains and losses at this time, baby, as long as it is a child born by you, I like it."
After a pause, he added: "As long as there is no more Leng Junlin."
When Lin Xiaomi heard it, she quickly turned her head to look at Leng Junlin who was beside her. Fortunately, he was sound asleep and didn't hear him.
The little guy's mouth was slightly open, his face was flushed when he was sleeping, and he was making a cute soft voice. No matter how cute he looked, he couldn't help but make people want to kiss him.
This is a kind of pride of being a mother. Looking at her child, there are all advantages here and there, and the words like Leng Yihuang's are the most unheard.
She was really angry this time, staring at Leng Yihuang and said: "What do you mean? What's wrong with Junlin? Junlin is the most sensible and cutest child I have ever seen. I have never seen him who is more caring and understanding. Heart-warming child, I like King's Landing, and I'm about to have another King's Landing!"
Leng Yihuang was afraid of her, he felt that if he dared to refute again, she would definitely slap him and order him to get out in a cold voice.
"Okay, can't I be wrong? The stomach is yours. You can bear whoever you want. We can afford it."
He compromised, but Lin Xiaomi was still very dissatisfied.
She has long noticed that Leng Yihuang's attitude towards Leng Junlin is not good, and she has never seen him hold his son in his arms and coax him to kiss him like other fathers.
This is always a cold face, or kicked, there is no fatherly love at all.
She has not been around these four years, and Leng Yihuang has such a personality. Just thinking about it, she feels that Leng Junlin is really pitiful and heartbreaking.
Her eyes turned red all of a sudden, she turned over and covered her head with a blanket, and began to cry in a muffled voice.
Leng Yihuang panicked all of a sudden, he didn't seem to say anything, did he
"Why are you crying again? Am I wrong?" Leng Yihuang was afraid that she would be bored, so he stretched out his hand to grab the blanket on her head.
Lin Xiaomi clenched tightly, unable to break free no matter what.
The little guy was on the bed, and Leng Yihuang didn't want to wake him up at this time, so he directly hugged Lin Xiaomi with a blanket and went to the sofa.
After finally taking off the blanket on her head, her hair became static, like a little lunatic, and her crying eyes seemed to have been soaked in water, which was extraordinarily cute.
"Cry as much as you want, and I didn't say anything. You can live as you want. I said it a long time ago. Our family is up to you. Don't cry, okay? My husband feels distressed."
Lin Xiaomi pinched him with one hand: "I'm not crying at all! I think Junlin is so pitiful! You, a father, don't love him at all, and I'm not by his side, how pitiful he is..."
As Lin Xiaomi spoke, her emotions were affected, and she was afraid of crying, so she quickly covered her mouth and began to cry.
Leng Yihuang sighed secretly, he admitted that he really couldn't be like those father and son on TV, who put his son on his shoulders as soon as he got home, kissing him with saliva all over his face.
When Leng Junlin was just born, Lin Xiaomi had an accident to protect him. At that time, he was so angry that he didn't even want to look at the child.
Although he figured it out later, every time he saw King's Landing, he would think of Lin Xiaomi.
In addition, during that period of time, his heart was ashamed, and he couldn't feel that kind of family happiness at all.
Later, Leng Junlin's temperament became more and more surly, and he didn't know who he looked like in his lawless appearance. If you give him three points of color, he can open a dyeing workshop, if you give him a little sunshine, he can be brilliant, if you give him a little flood, He can flood.
The whole family held him in their palms and pampered him. Even Leng Aotian, who was always strict with his grandchildren, completely indulged Leng Junlin.
Under such circumstances, Leng Yihuang could only act as a strict father. If there was no one in this family who could scare him, then the child would basically be ruined.
Over time, the relationship between their father and son became what it is now.
I want to change, but it has become a habit.
Moreover, he can guarantee that if he suddenly put his arms around Leng Junlin and kissed him, he would run out screaming in fright, saying that he had lost his mind and gone crazy.
Imagining that scene, the corner of Leng Yihuang's mouth twitched, let's forget it.
In fact, except for the time when he was at the tip of his horns at the beginning, he took care of Leng Junlin himself later on. After all, this son was the most precious thing that Lin Xiaomi gave him with his life.
However, Leng Yihuang couldn't say such hypocritical words.
He can talk to Lin Xiaomi for a lifetime of love, but he can't tell Leng Junlin that Dad loves you, because...
It's so gross!
"Baby, you really think too much. He is not pitiful at all. The most pitiful man is the man who is not loved by his wife."
Lin Xiaomi was stunned, at first she didn't understand what he said, but later she realized that this man was begging for love again.
Dumbfoundingly, he punched him: "How can you be a father like you?"
Leng Yihuang held her in his arms like a baby: "Baby, he is a man. A man is not as fragile as you imagined. He should be as strong as steel. This is nothing."
Lin Xiaomi disagreed: "He's only four years old!"
"What happened at the age of four? He is the eldest son, and he will inherit the huge Fengling Group in the future. He should live stronger than others."