As soon as you say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.

Li yanye's mobile phone suddenly rang. He glanced at it and handed it to the girl in his arms.

"Lingling, your mommy's phone."

Little cute delimited the answer button with her round little finger.

"Mommy, do you miss Lingling?" Asked the little lovely childish voice.

"Yes, where is Mommy's Lingling now?" At that end is Yao Ruolan's voice, soft and soft enough to crisp a man's bones.

"I'm in Papa's company."

"Is Lingling good or not? Did she disturb Papa's work?"

"Lingling is very good. Papa is working with Lingling!"

"Don't always stick to papa, it will disturb the work of papa!"

"Lingling, no! Papa likes to hold Lingling. If Lingling is not with papa, Papa will be unhappy!"

Little cute, said Aijiao. Her cute little face just wants to be ravaged.

"You little fellow, will be spoiled by your papa!" Although he was scolding the woman, Yao Ruolan's tone was completely spoiled.

"Lingling, all right, say goodbye to your mommy." Li yanye's voice was very cold.

"OK, Mommy, bye!"

Before Yao Ruolan over there reacted, Li yanye took the mobile phone from Li Lingling's hand and hung it up.

"Master Yan, why are you still so indifferent? My sister-in-law has given birth to her daughter for you..."

Zhao minglie knows that Yao Ruolan's call is obviously a drunk man's intention, not wine.

"Shut your beak and get out to work!"

Zhao minglie stopped talking. Because he knew that this was the untouchable sorrow at the bottom of Li yanye's heart, he shut his mouth wisely.

"Papa, why do I think uncle Zhao's mouth is the same as ours? Where did he get his beak?"

Little cute stared at Zhao minglie's mouth for a long time, and finally held out such a question.

Zhao minglie was made to laugh by her. "The little princess comes to kiss uncle Zhao's mouth, and you will know why he has a bird's mouth."

Zhao minglie pouted and wanted to kiss Li Lingling, but without exception, he was photographed back by Li yanye with a folder every time.

Little cute also hurriedly covered her little mouth with her little hand, "no kiss, no kiss, my mommy said, girls can only kiss Papa and Mommy, and others are not allowed!"

"Mom, I'm going to cry. How on earth did you give birth to such a lovely little guy? I really want to eat her in one bite!"

Zhao minglie likes this lovely Li Lingling from the bottom of his heart. She is like a spotless little angel.

"If you dare to move Lingling, I'll eat you first!" Li yanye glanced at him faintly.

He can be ruthless and even indifferent to Yao Ruolan, but he loves Lingling to the bone.

"Papa, shall we not eat uncle Zhao? He's just joking with Lingling. How could he eat Lingling?"

Li Lingling's lovely innocence is completely different from Yao Ruolan's, and she completely gets rid of her mother's malice and ferocity, but keeps a kind and naive heart!

Li yanye leaned down and kissed the little cute one who arched around his thigh.

The president's office is harmonious and happy. Compared with Xia Shen, the children here are much more lonely.

He kept his head down and walked silently in front of Yan 12.

The little guy walked very slowly. He knew that if he took one more step, he would be farther away from the father of the night sky group.

Yan twelve is a quiet person, even a little shy. From the outside, I can't see that he is a highly skilled executioner, because his appearance is too harmless to humans and animals!

He also silently followed Xiao 15 and followed his steps.

It seems different from the task given by my adoptive father. Because he didn't expect that when the little guy saw Li yanye on the portrait, he didn't go up to recognize each other at the first time, but chose to leave.

Is it because of the little girl who appeared in Li yanye's arms?

Yan 12's thinking is still very simple. He can't understand the mood of a five-year-old child.

Xia Shen suddenly stopped and sat down directly on the lawn.

He took the portrait out of his pocket and opened it carefully.

"Old twelve, do you also think the man just now is very similar to the man painted by my mommy?"

"Not very much, but he is the person in the picture."

Yan 12 doesn't want to beat around the bush with Xiao 15. He's only five years old. It's better to explain directly.

"But if he were my father, why would he have other children?"

Yan twelve was very nervous. It was really because of the little girl who was not in the plan that the little guy had an end in his heart.

Yan 12 replied, "why can't he have other children? There are so many women who can have children, not only your mommy."

His answer is very realistic, which is a little harsh.

"So you mean he had a daughter with another woman when I went to Spielberg with my mommy?"

Five year old Xiao xiashen didn't want to accept this fact, but it was a fact he had to admit.

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