Wild Game: The Devil Releases My Mommy

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"It's okay, Guozi, your Uncle Ye is not angry, he went to work first. (Fiction Network) Hey, Ling Shao, let's continue to eat ours."

Yin Yanyan changed the topic, and then looked at Ling Shaomo who had been leaning against the back of the chair without saying a word, and his heart skipped a beat.

Ling Shaomo was looking at her with a look of judgment, his eyes seemed to be deep in thought.

Yin Yanyan was a little scared by him, and forced a smile: "Hey, Young Master Ling, what are you doing looking at me like this? I didn't suddenly grow a flower on my face." [

Ling Shaomo also smiled, and suddenly said, "Yan Yan, how about getting engaged to me?"

ah?Yin Yanyan opened her eyes wide as if struck by lightning, and blurted out, "Young Master Ling, you didn't drink too much, did you? Are you making an international joke?"

Ling Shaomo squinted at her: "What? Yanyan, do you think I, Ling Shao, are not good enough for you?"

Yin Yanyan had a headache and sighed: "Young Master Ling, you're thinking too much, I'm not good enough for you, so don't make fun of me."

Why are there so many rotten peach blossoms recently? She is too busy to deal with them.

Ling Shaomo raised his slanting eyebrows: "Anything I like, it doesn't matter if I match it or not, Yanyan, if I say you are worthy of me, and I am worthy of you, then do you agree?" Do you agree? To tell you the truth, there are not many diamond kings like me. If you don’t seize this opportunity, there will be no such shop after this village.”

Yin Yanyan avoids the important and ignores the trivial: "Let's give this opportunity to the young girl who is in her prime. I, an unmarried mother, won't join in the fun. Alright, Young Master Ling, this is the end of the joke, you..."

She was about to change the subject again when Ling Shaomo suddenly grabbed her hand and stared at her with a pair of eyes: "Yanyan, don't change the subject, I must ask you clearly today, if I propose to you , do you agree or not?"

His palms were hot and strong, his handsome face was slightly red, and his mouth smelled of alcohol...

Yin Yanyan turned his palm to one side, let go of his grasp, and looked at him calmly: "Young Master Ling, you drank too much! Fruit, ask the waiter for a bowl of hangover soup."

The last sentence was addressed to Yin Guo.

Yin Guo glanced at Ling Shaomo sympathetically, his mother had already gained experience in dealing with peach blossoms over the years.

This kind of thinking from left to right, his skills have been practiced to perfection.

Father Ling, the revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard, come on!I support you in spirit!

Yin Guo sent Ling Shaomo a cheering gesture.

In the past few days, Ling Shaomo has played crazy with him, and his affection for him has also skyrocketed.

Especially during the parent meeting the day before yesterday, Ling Shaomo actually appeared as his parent, which surprised everyone.

Almost everyone's eyes were on him, Father Ling.

Especially his homeroom teacher, who almost said nine out of ten sentences were directed at Ling Shaomo, with that gaze... tsk tsk... [

All the kindergarten children in the class are envious of him having such an outstanding father...

After the parent meeting, all the children went home with their parents.

Ling Shaomo led him out of the kindergarten, and those envious eyes he received at that time... Bleak 