Morning, the Heir

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Chapter 696 I will not, you teach me

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"What happened in the past few days?" cold 奕 Huang asked.

"Little lady goes to work with the young master every day. Nothing special. One day, Mu Linyun just saw the little lady. I have sent someone to stop it, but he may have seen the license plate and found out the company where the young lady is. I met with Mrs. Shao and seemed to have promised Mrs. Shao’s interview."

"Oh, yes, the house next door to Madame, we have already bought it, Master, this is the key."

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The doorbell rang, because the cold king could not see the cat's eyes, so he did not open the door and called Lin Xiaomi.

Lin Xiaomi saw Leng Yuhuang and quickly opened the door: "Are you back?"

Lin Xiaomi had a sponge baby's apron. The black long hair was tied with a pony tail in the back of the head. The face was painted with light makeup. For a moment, Leng Yuhuang seemed to see Lin Xiaomi a few years ago.

"come in."

Leng Yuhuang did not move his eyes and looked back. He said: "It’s been hard for you in the past few days. Junlin will definitely add a lot of trouble to you."

"No, Jun is very obedient. If he is there, I will not be bored."

"Beads, who is it?" As he spoke, a milky voice came from the kitchen, and then the cold Junjun of the same sponge baby apron ran over.

Seeing the coldness of the door, the brow immediately slammed: "Dad, why are you coming back so soon?"

Leng Yuhuang blackened his face, and looked cold and faint to the "no filial son" in front of him. This is the **** son of who is rushing along the sewer.

Leng Junlin was stunned by the cold and stunned neck, licking his mouth, his eyes turned clever, and smiled and said: "Dad, I want to die."

"You haven't eaten yet, just right, you can start the meal soon."

Lin Xiaomi said to walk into the kitchen, and finally there was a soup.

Leng Junlin poured a glass of water on Leng Yuhuang: "Dad, sit down, I am going to help the beads."

After he finished, and regardless of him, he turned and ran into the kitchen.

Leng Yuhuang looked at the glass cup on the table and stepped forward toward the kitchen.

Cold Jun stepped on the stool and held a small jar of salt in his hand.

Lin Xiaomi held him in one hand and held the pot in one hand. He said "good", and the cold Junyi trembled and added salt to the pot.

Lin Xiaomi took a sip and felt that the taste was just right. He took a small spoon and gently blew it to the mouth of the cold Jun.

The cold Jun Lin sneaked out, the small face was baked in front of the fire, and the squeaking eyes were very enjoyable: "Good."

Lin Xiaomi patted his **** and said, "Go to the bowl."

After the cold Jun Lin jumped from the stool, he turned to look at the cold on the door frame: "Dad."

Lin Xiaomi heard the words, and the strange turn turned to see the cold and brilliant.

The cold eyebrows are gentle and watery, and they stand straight and stand in a quiet manner. "You don't have to be so troublesome, just do something."

Lin Xiaomi smiled and said: "It's already good, open the meal."

Leng Yuhuang nodded and took the initiative to help her get the dishes. This action caused the dissatisfaction of the cold Jun, and whispered a small mouth and said: "Dad, this is my job."

Leng Yuhuang and even a little light are too lazy to give him, directly ignore him.

Lin Xiaomi took all the dishes out. When she thought of buying food today, she would have to take Coke from the kitchen. She took two bottles from the kitchen and handed a bottle to the cold-jun to a cold bottle.

The cold Jun Lin will be unscrewed and will be drunk, and the cold face will suddenly sink: "Cold Jun Lin! I have told you that you are not allowed to drink such messy things."

"This is the bead to buy for me." Cold Jun is not satisfied with the opening.

Cold and eager to see the eagle, the cold attitude, the dawn of watching him in a blink of an instant, the meaning is obvious, is not allowed to drink.

Leng Junlin’s face was a little angry. If he didn’t dare to ignore the drink, he would pour it in his mouth. He slammed the chopsticks on the table: “Cold Jun, you take my words as the wind is not! ”

The attitude was very strict, and the cold lord suddenly became red, and with a small mouth, tears swirled in his eyes.

Lin Xiaomi suddenly felt distressed. He quickly reached out and held the cold lord in his arms. He was dissatisfied with looking at the cold. "What is this? I bought it for the first time. What is the relationship with occasional drinking? If you have something to say, you can scare it."

Lin Xiaomi’s voice just fell, and the cold wyan’s “wow” burst into tears. The fat little body broke into the arms of Lin Xiaomi, a pair of small fat paws licking her clothes, and the shoulders were pumping. Very poor.

Lin Xiaomi was even more dissatisfied with Leng Yuhuang, looking at his eyes, full of disapproval.

When I thought of the words that he said when he was in the cold, she didn’t believe it before, but now she believes, how can I do this with my father!

Leng Yuhuang was so stunned by Lin Xiaomi, and his thin lips were slightly tight: "He is a premature baby, and he is weaker than others when he is young, so I have never allowed him to eat these junk foods."

His voice was not loud, and when he opened his mouth, the cry of the cold king suddenly raised two tones.

Cold and beautiful, and endured, and did not take the chopsticks in the face of Lin Xiaomi.

"For the sake of the child, you should talk better. Junlin is a sensible child. You will tell him the truth. He will not listen." Lin Xiaomi took the paper towel and wiped the tears in his eyes. Road: "Okay, don't cry, want to drink, isn't it? Go buy a juicer tomorrow, can we come back and squeeze the juice ourselves?"

Leng Jun Lin bit his lip and nodded lightly. "Well," it was so okay.

Lin Demi Xiaomi couldn’t help but kiss his face: "I said that Junlin is an obedient child, and I will definitely make sense. I wash my face and come back to eat."

Leng Junyi jumped from the chair and listened to it. He was dissatisfied and arrogant. He looked at the cold and stunned eyes, and touched the sharp coldness of the other party. He staggered his eyes and ran into the bathroom.

Lin Xiaomi frowned slightly: "Mr. Cold, Junlin is your son. I don't have any qualifications to tell you this, but I have taken care of him for some time. I think you have a big problem in educating your children."

"What happened to me?" Leng Yuhuang looked at her for a moment, and her voice was a bit chilly, but when I looked carefully, I could see a trace of grievances from his eyebrows...

Unfortunately, Lin Xiaomi didn't have the heart to observe his expression at this time, but he was dissatisfied: "If there is anything, can you tell the child well that Jun is very obedient, and you will say that he will listen."

Leng Yuhuang’s heart smirked, that is, he sold it in front of you.

"What should I do? His mother is not here, I don't really know it, or else, teach me." Cold and beautiful attitude is very modest.