Daddy, Here Is Mommy

"Take annual leave?"

He Lanxi slightly Zheng for a moment, such as jade pupil slightly shrink, in the heart faintly produces a trace of uneasiness.

Can Fang Qingchuan choose to take annual leave at this time because of himself?

"Well, starting tomorrow..."

Lin'an song suddenly turns his head and looks at he Lanxi in an instant, with a smile in his clear eyes.

"My little uncle, I don't think you've made an appointment to go on holiday?"

"Where do you want to go? No one knows when I come out. "

He Lanxi saw her misunderstanding and explained with a smile.

"How could that happen? As soon as you come back, she will take a vacation... "

Lin an Ge leans toward He Lanxi, his curly long eyelashes blink, and his smile grows deeper and deeper.

"It's just a coincidence. You think too much. "

He Lanxi slightly side body, smile return way.

"Little uncle, I don't want to think too much. If director Fang really wants to go on holiday with you, I will approve it for as many days as possible. "

Lin ange's eyebrows and eyes were bent with laughter. The other emotions in my heart were suppressed for a while.

"Little girl..."

He Lanxi had no choice but to sip her lips.

"Little uncle, to tell you the truth, it's time for you to find a little aunt, too?"

"Are you pushing for marriage?"

"Yes..."

Lin an continued.

"Little uncle, director Fang is really good. If you do marry her, you will be a perfect match in the future, and the strong and powerful will join hands... "

"She and I can't..."

He Lanxi indifferently returned her a sentence, the bottom of his eyes, sliding through a sad light.

"Why? You are not... "

Lin ange didn't understand why he Lanxi was so "sure" about his and Fang Qingchuan's "ending.". Don't they all love each other deeply? Since love deeply, why can't we be together?

"Not everyone is like you and Lu Yiyao..."

He Lanxi eyebrow angle slightly Yang, Jun Ya's face floating a light smile to come. This smile, and he Lanjing still have a little bit similar.

"What about you, uncle? Why do you say me... "

For a moment, Lin murmured.

"An'an, Lu Yiyao loves you very much. You should cherish him."

He Lanxi's words as like as two peas, and the song of Lin an song spoke to her in the same way.

Lin an GE has a bad feeling.

What's wrong with them? Why do they want to "tell" her like this. Is it worried that one day, she will "abandon" him?

It's just a matter of worrying about it?!

"What do you mean, little uncle?"

Lin ange couldn't help asking.

"I just hope you two can love each other and be happy forever."

He Lanxi's delicate and elegant facial features are covered with soft light. Eye color, still warm as jade.

"Oh..."

When Lin ange heard this, it was not easy to ask again.

The two chatted, and the antique wall clock on the Bogu shelf suddenly rang.

Lin ange looked up and saw that the time was not on time. She just thought the clock was broken. After all, it was some years old.

"Come out."

Who knows, helanxi looked at the wall clock, Qingrun sound.

"Well?"

Lin ange was stunned.

Who is he talking to?

"Young master..."

A flash of white light, a beautiful figure flashed out.

Lin ange only thought he had hallucinations. He was so surprised that he leaned backward and grabbed two pillows in his arms.

"Ango, don't be afraid."

"Who is he, little uncle?"

Lin ange's whole back is against the back of the sofa, looking at the handsome young man in white coming towards them, his clear eyes are wide open.

"He is Xiao Qi."

He Lanxi said in warm voice.

"Seven?"

Lin an Ge is a stranger to this man. If it wasn't for sure that he Lanxi was sitting next to her, she would have doubted whether he was disguised as an owl Minister?

When did this man come in? Why didn't she find out?

Weird?

"Ango, don't be afraid."

He Lanxi saw that Lin ange's face changed a little, and he understood that Xiao Qi's "behavior" just now would startle anyone.

"Little uncle, why haven't I seen him before?"

"He seldom appeared before."

"Oh..."

Lin ange couldn't help looking at Xiao Qi again and found that he was staring at himself. He pulled up the corner of his mouth and laughed.

Xiao Qi raised her eyebrows and gave her a smile.Lin an Ge thought in his heart. This little seven, looking at 17 or 18 years old, is even younger than her. My little uncle has been in the Cloud Lake for six years. How could he know him? What's more, he's really weird. If he didn't "walk out" himself, most people would hardly see him.

What kind of man is he?

"Young master..."

Wang Ma came over with a plate of sweet scented osmanthus cakes just out of the oven. She saw Xiao Qi standing beside him and said in surprise.

"Young master, is this?"

Small seven caresses forehead, some headache way. "If I had known this, I should not have appeared."

"Wang Ma, this is Xiao Qi."

He Lanxi introduced it again.

"Master seven..."

Wang Ma stood there and looked at Xiao Qi carefully.

"Why do I seem to have seen this little seven young master somewhere?"

"Well?"

Xiao Qi and Lin an Ge both frowned.

"Wang Ma, have you seen him?"

Lin ange was very surprised.

"I've seen it, but I can't remember it."

Wang Ma thought carefully and finally shook her head.

Hearing this, Lin an Ge felt more and more strange.

"Young master, have a taste of my new sweet scented osmanthus cake. Dinner will have to wait for a while. You can fill in the blanks first... "

"Mrs. Wang, you bring me the same snacks. I'm afraid I'll be full before dinner time."

He Lanxi said with a smile.

"Then you should eat less."

For dinner, Mrs. Wang arranged a lot of favorite dishes for helanxi and Lin'an Ge. What about a big table?

"Good."

He Lanxi nodded with a smile.

Wang Ma folded and went to the kitchen, murmuring as she walked.

"Strange, where on earth did I see that little seven young master? Alas, I have a bad memory when I am old... "

"Xiao Qi, eat it."

He Lanxi knew for a long time that Xiao Qi had long coveted these snacks, otherwise he would not have made any noise on purpose.

"Young master, I'm not polite."

"Well."

He Lanxi answered and turned to look at Lin an Ge.

"Ango, you can have some."

"You can eat it too, uncle. It's specially made for you by mama Wang."

Lin ange picked up a piece and said back.

"Good."

He Lanxi also picked up a piece and did not immediately put it into his mouth. Holding the finger tip of sweet scented osmanthus crispy, he turned slowly.

"Ango, in fact, it's your mother who only likes to eat this sweet scented osmanthus cake."

"Well?"

Lin ange's heart is tight, and his throat is dry. Quickly drank a mouthful of pomegranate juice, which will be the mouth of Osmanthus crisp swallow.