Hello,Mr.School Prince

Actually also and Ling Weifeng hand information is the same, very normal, normal to no flaw.

Xi's Prince Gu was silent for two seconds and then put the information aside.

"notice the eye liner of Lingjia, and keep an eye on this person."

He believes that his analysis, the most likely to steal information from the study of master Ling, is only the white housekeeper.

He would rather kill wrong than let go, even if the information is normal, he will not rest assured.

After all, it's about Ling Weifeng. He can't afford to gamble.

Ling family, Ling Laozi sat in the hall, looking at the empty home, some melancholy.

It was dinner time, and Butler had come to remind him for the third time.

"Sir, it's time to eat."

Ling Laozi this just return to God, toward the direction of the door to look at, empty.

He sighed heavily, "little maple, they haven't come back yet."

"Not yet."

"Alas." Ling Laozi sighed again, "ah Bai, do you think I did something wrong? Even if the woman doesn't come back, ah Yi and Xiao Feng don't come back.

Xiao Feng, after all, is my grandson. He is still so small that he can't go home. "

The white housekeeper's eyes flickered slightly, "master, little boy, he is too indulgent. When he understands what you mean to her, he will come back."

The old man Ling said, "it's all about that woman who taught my grandson bad. Just let her stay outside for a few more days, so that she won't look at my grandfather. Hum, the Ling family doesn't have to give it to her. Don't regret it!"

"Children really can't be used to it. Master, the young master will understand your pains one day. You'd better go to dinner first."

The old man Ling got up and walked towards the dining room, but his steps were somewhat vain.

Hua gu villa area, Ling Weifeng left a spoon, right a pair of chopsticks, in the kitchen constantly around.

Ling Yiyong is making sweet and sour white bones. He stealthily reaches out his chopsticks.

He took a spoon and knocked, "go there and sit down. It's not a bad habit. Before the dishes are on the table, they eat and eat."

Ling Weifeng wrongly retracted his hand and bit chopsticks in his mouth. He was about to cry.

Yes, it's greedy enough to cry.

In the past, when Gu, the son of Xi, was cooking while she was eating, I didn't expect that my father would not eat this evening.

She looked at it pitifully and spat, "Dad, I'm hungry."

Ling Yiyong gave her a bad look. "Wait, this is table manners."

Ling Wei Feng's head twisted, directly rushed to the bar in front of Han Ling, "Mom, Dad bullied me, not to eat."

Han Ling simply speechless, quietly pushed over a glass of water, "darling, first drink some water pad belly."

She also felt that Ling Weifeng's bad habit was not very good.

She ate while others cooked.

Joo.

A sad little arrow straight stabbed Ling at Ling Weifeng's small heart, she felt that she was going to be out of favor.

Just as he was about to turn his head, he turned to Gu, the son of Xi, who was washing vegetables. He was holding a pair of chopsticks. When Ling Yiyong didn't notice, he quickly clipped a piece of sweet and sour spareribs.

Ling Weifeng's eyes brightened, and he rushed forward with a cry, and hugged young master Xihuang's thigh.

Seeing the appearance of her dogleg, Xi Prince Gu could not help crying or laughing. He fed the spareribs to her mouth, and Ling Weifeng was elated immediately.

"I knew that Xihuang loved me the most."

Her mouth was full of food and her words were vague.

It's just that the style of Nader has caused several white eyes.

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