Xia Haidong has nine sons. His mother's best friend, his dry mother, is the wife of Xia Yangxiao, Xia Haidong's favorite child.

Xia Haidong's grandson is "Ling" generation, and his granddaughter is "Xuan" generation. There are 15 grandchildren and 3 granddaughters. Originally, there are 18. But the youngest granddaughter, that is, his cold night dry mother and Xia Yang Xiao's little daughter, was taken away when she was just born, and her whereabouts are still unknown.

However, it is said that the cold night's dry mother is insane because she thinks of her daughter excessively. In order to appease his wife's mood, Xia Yangxiao adopted a girl born on the same day and year with his own daughter, and gave his own daughter the name of "Xia Xuanling".

In other words, the godfather of the cold night Shen is Xia Yang Xiao. Although Xia Yang Xiao has a son, his ability is not as good as that of Leng yeshen. Therefore, Xia Yang Xiao attaches great importance to Leng yeshen in some aspects.

That's all Watson knows.

Leng yeshen knew a little about Xia's family. He had heard from his grandfather and his mother before, but he didn't remember anything else except his mother's family.

"Anyway, a Chen, the date of birth of Luo Yirou is just like the daughter of director Xia who was taken away. Do you think Luo Yirou is the daughter of director Xia who has been lost for many years? Shall I have one of her hair tested? " Lian Huasheng suddenly thought of it and asked solemnly.

"Don't mind your own business," replied the cold night

If Xia Yang Xiao wanted to find his daughter, he would have used his right to look for it. But after so many years, he has not sent anyone to look for it. What does this mean?

What is the specific reason? Leng yeshen can't guess or figure out, but a kind of intuition tells him that Xia Yangxiao doesn't seem to want to find his daughter very much.

"Oh, I don't understand." Lian Huasheng was deeply moved.

Lengyeshen handed Lian Huasheng gloves, mops, paper caps and aprons one by one. He narrowed his black eyes slightly, raised his chin, and coldly ordered, "the rest of the work is for you. I'll find Yimo. You can't finish the window. You don't want the salary of this month. "

"I'll go! You black hearted capitalist Lian Huasheng complained bitterly, "I haven't had breakfast yet!"

"It's eleven o'clock now!" Cold night Shen ordered the watch on his wrist and turned to go downstairs.

All the way down the stairs, he did not see Tong Yimo's figure, so he went to the kitchen.

And Tong Yimo is really busy in the kitchen.

In the clean and tidy kitchen, the "gudu gudu" in the electric pot is steaming with heat, and the abalone and sea cucumber soup inside is cooked thick and fragrant.

With the cooking skills of Aunt Liu and Tong Yimo, you can open a chef's restaurant at home.

"Yi Mo, I think, I am very happy." Cold night Shen walked to Tong Yimo's back and put her hands around her abdomen.

His tall body, her petite body safety in his arms.

Child to foam while choosing vegetables, side can not help but say: "brother if not married, can also live with even doctor."

Just now, in their picture, CP feeling is too strong and eye-catching.

"If you don't marry me, I really intend to be single for the rest of my life." Cold night sink to Tong Yimo's ear, gently bit her tender earlobe, whispered.

The child shrunk his shoulders with foam. He felt that his ear was a little bit hot, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly. He was inexplicably sweet.

With one big hand, he pushed the long hair behind her neck. His thin lips swam from her earlobe to her neck, and the other hand slowly climbed up her abdomen.

The buttons on her lapel were undone by him, and her slender hands slipped into her shirt like a water snake.

"Big brother, stop, this is the kitchen..." Just for a moment, Tong Yimo felt a little out of breath, and his face turned red.

Since last night, he seems to be addicted to her, and he has not let him "eat" thoroughly. He has been thinking about it all the time.

On the one hand, she is restrained, and on the other hand, she does not forget to try to lure her to cross the line

He didn't speak, his body was close to her back.

She was dishevelled by him, and her chest was crisp and half exposed. There was his mark on her round fragrant shoulder.

Tong Yimo felt that it was a cold night. After the metal belt buckle reached his waist, they stuck it too tightly. The metal belt buckle was too hard, which made her complain uncomfortable: "brother, your belt buckle stabbed me."

Cold night heavy smile to raise eyebrows, cover to her ear again, vaguely low tease: "with Moruo is dislike my belt in the way, it is better to help me with foam to solve, how?"

"Big brother, stop it." Tong Yi Mo Lian Lian was almost seduced by the cold night into the mind of the confusion of the rational, to stop his pair of disorderly hands, "otherwise, I am really angry!"

"Honey, honey, don't be angry." Cold night sink in time to close his hand, hot thin lips, kiss the child with foam slightly hot cheek, and then said, "I want to go out, this noon, will not eat at home."

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