Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 473 She is like a curse, haunting her mind all the time

After receiving a call from Su Ziqing, Leng Yuanshan, Leng Moran, and Leng Yuanshan all came to the United States.

The happiest thing was Leng Muye.

It was the first time he had seen such a small child.

Just born, not much bigger than a kitten.

Leng Muye hugged the little guy and said excitedly, "Little Qiyou, I am your uncle. When you grow up, my uncle will teach you how to play games..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Su Ziqing slapped his head: "I know how to play games, can I teach you a little better?"

"Uncle taught you to sing." Leng Muye quickly changed his words: "Qi You must also like to sing."

"Yinyin sings much better than you. Yinyin can teach herself, so there is no need for you to teach. Do you think you can do something else?"

Su Ziqing deliberately hurt Leng Muye.

Leng Muye glanced at Su Ziqing resentfully, and said to the little guy, "Uncle teaches you how to pick up girls!"

"You child, you know nonsense."

Su Ziqing was speechless to Leng Muye.

Meng Yinyin laughed from ear to ear.

"Makino, do you have a girlfriend?"

Leng Muye blushed, with a somewhat embarrassed expression: "I don't have a girlfriend."

"You are still single, how can you teach Qiyou how to pick up girls?"

"I mean, when Qiyou grows up, I will definitely have the experience of picking up girls and I can teach him." Leng Muye explained solemnly, but his ears were completely red.

On the outside, he is cold and aloof, and no one dares to provoke him, but at home, he is the object of everyone's ridicule.

Meng Yinyin also likes this little brother very much. She always teases him and wants to see him blush.

The lad is too thin-skinned.

"Oh, so that's the case." Meng Yinyin said with a smile: "When you fall in love in the future, you can bring Qiyou with you and let him go as a trainee."

"Haha, okay!" Leng Muye scratched the little guy's nose with his finger: "Qiyou, uncle will take you to pick up girls from now on."

The little guy was only a few days old, and Meng Yinyin had already started fantasizing about him growing up, marrying a wife and having children.

Although she was a child herself, she grew up seemingly overnight after becoming a mother.

More responsibilities, more concerns.

Meng Yinyin got up and walked to the French windows. Through the French windows, she could clearly see the terrace of the opposite house.

Song Tingyue always sat on the balcony and looked at her side.

Day after day, the two just stared at each other.

The other side that can't be reached, the past that can't go back.

Even if the two can't be together, they have a lifelong bond.

Leng Muran hugged the child from Leng Muye's hands, looking at Qiyou, he couldn't help but think of the twins in Xia Hanyan's belly.

Xia Hanyan was like a curse, lingering in her mind all the time.

After being separated for such a long time, he still couldn't help but think of her.

In his free time, he would drive past her flower shop and take a look at her from afar.

Sometimes when she was not in the shop, his heart would be empty.

Leng Moran stayed in the United States for three days and returned to Rongcheng.

On the way to work, he saw a woman riding an electric scooter carrying a large bouquet of red roses through the traffic.

While waiting for the red light, Leng Moran's car stopped beside the woman who delivered the flowers.

He subconsciously looked at the slightly familiar figure.

Leng Muran was surprised to find that the woman who gave the flowers was none other than Xia Hanyan.

She was wearing a helmet and a down jacket, and her little face was flushed from the cold.

Sensing Leng Muran's gaze, Xia Hanyan turned her head, and the two inevitably looked at each other.

Xia Hanyan smiled generously at the cold and silent, and rode away on the electric scooter the moment the green light turned on.

(My heart hurts, the babies don't vote, Xia Xia cried.)
(End of this chapter)